The sun shone outside but I couldn't play 'Cause I had a high fever that beautiful day I sat there with Sally, in anguish, we two. And I said, "This disease is much worse than the flu." There were sores on my tongue, in my ears, in my eyes And a rash on my body -- ginormous in size. (All 'cause our parents were not very wise.) So we sat in the house -- Bet you heard our loud cries.
And all we could feel was that Itch! Itch! Itch! Itch! We sat and we sat, thinking "Life is a bitch!"