Robert Palmer - Flesh Wound Lyrics
We flew over miles of ocean--be prepared.I don't have the faintest notion who'll be there.You underestimated; nobody sympathized.I think you'll soon feel better once we get inside.I see the door is open -- Why don't we walk right in?Let's put our party hats on and let the fun begin!We should have called and said that we were on our way;Who would have ever guessed that you'd be so unreachable?Just another flesh wound--another thorn in my sideJust another flesh wound--another wonder-cure that you triedJust another flesh wound--another scratch on your hideJust another flesh wound--another irritation you abideYou know the rumour's going that he was synthesized.And if we had to dress, I wouldn't be surprised.I say -- you're so outrageous -- you'll go to number one!They'll have us both arrested for having too much fun.Just another flesh wound--another scratch on your hide.Just another flesh wound--another thorn in your side.Just another flesh wound--another bruise on your pride.Just another flesh wound--another paranoia that you hide.And when she held her nose, she took an underdose.It was nice to see her completely comatose.You go first, you're completely debonair;Let's go dutch -- it's only fair.Just another flesh wound--another thorn in your side.Just another flesh wound--a minor injury you dignified.Just another flesh wound--another unsuccessful suicide.Just another flesh wound--another curse that you ride.
