When I See That Certain Look In Your Eye

Let me call you darling
Let me blow in your ear
I can see you’re not taken to me
Have you heard 'bout my diarrhea?

Let me call you sweet things
Let me blow in your ear
I can see you’re not taken to me
Have you heard 'bout my diarrhea?

I know my legs are worn away, but I don’t need an embalmer yet
I know my legs are worn away, but I don’t need an embalmer yet
I took the pills the doc gave me, but they haven’t done anything yet
(Haven't done anything at all!)

Let me call you sweet things
Let me blow in your ear
I can see you’re not taken to me
Have you heard 'bout my diarrhea?

I know my legs are worn away, but I don’t need an embalmer yet
I know my legs are worn away, but I don’t need an embalmer yet
I took the pills the doc gave me, but they haven’t done anything yet