I was sick outta work
on my hands I had time
in between all my naps
I came up with this rhyme

it started with a tickle
then my throat got sore
so I bought all the Airborne
I could find in the store

I was sneezin’ and wheezin’
all laid up in my bed
had a pain in my dome
like a vice around my head

I was coughin’ and hackin’
I couldn’t catch a breath
an’ one eye was waterin’
the one on the left

now it wasn’t that long
‘til lost all my voice
talking now was over
I just didn’t have a choice

I tried to clear my nose
that was full of all this snot
while my feet were freezin’ cold
and my forehead’s blazin’ hot

I used up all my Kleenex
and I drank clear fluids
now I know you be relatin’
‘cause we’ve all been through it

I thought I would get better
but I kept gettin’ worse…
just as long as I’m not ridin’
outta here in a hearse!