Oh baby, sweet baby, can't you see why I'm so blue
Gotta drink 64 ounces of Gatorade blue
The doc, he said, sip it, sip it up now till it's gone
I said doc why you gotta do me, do me this wrong
Gonna take me three long hours to get that potion down
Come mornin' I'll lay empty in my hospital gown
Rid of all that Miralax that forced me toilet-side
Thinkin' what's in store for me, I'm sad for my backside
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