Lyrics

Baby, my medication's telling you; Baby, my medication's telling you- 'Cos she does to me what other girls don't do She do what a good girl should- She do what she do do good; She took me in when my nerves were bad She treated me good after I been had Feels good Feels good Baby, my medication's telling you- Baby, my medication's telling you; 'Cos she does to me what others girls don't do Her lips are sweet as wine Ahh, she kiss fine She rubs my back if it starts to ache, She holds me tight if I start to shake Other girls put me through the rack- What a mess, what a luniac; Spend my dough on a great big stack of doctor bills. What a sick hypochondriac, Popping pills like a maniac- Shaking bad like a walking sack of little pills. Baby, my medication's telling you (uuh) Baby, my medication's telling you (uhh) She does to me what other girls don't do (uhh) Baby, my medication's telling you (out)
Writer(s): Mark Lanegan, Joshua Homme, Troy Van Leeuwen, Joseph Castillo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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