Hospital (Win Your Love) (DOJH)

Jesca Hoop - Pop, Indie Pop
Hospital (Win Your Love) (DOJH)
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Duration: 4:03
Lyrics
Just my luck Today's the day Man, that hurt It's worth the pain There's a new queen in this house She's plastered up Behold the sight Just look up Fluorescent light Have I gone to heaven or to hospital? I'm dreamin' of the hospital I'm dreamin' of mom and dad Look at me like they did back when I'm born again Daddy's girl and Mama's princess Sister Jen She doesn't exist till when I need something She'll bring me ice creams 'Cause I'm in hospital I'm dreamin' of the hospital I'm dreamin' of the Date with the doctor is the golden ticket I want your attention, now I'm gonna get it Uh-huh, oh now And now come on, you cunt Come, come, come on and hit me There's no kind of attention That a black eye wouldn't get me Uh-nuh-huh, oh now And there's nothing like a broken arm To win your love There's nothing like a fresh abrasion To win your love, oh now You can work on your bedside manner And you can kiss it till it feels better And there's nothing like a broken arm To win your love Oh, my old friends I'm voting you out or in You envy me I walk the red carpet to my cast signing A crayon or a marker pen And all of the It girls ask me What it's like in hospital I'm dreamin' of the hospital I'm dreamin' of the hospital It's dreamy And the date with the doctor is the golden ticket I want your attention, now I'm gonna get it Uh-huh, oh now And now come on, you cunt Come, come, come on and hit me There's no kind of attention That a black eye wouldn't get me Uh-nuh-huh, oh now And there's nothing like a broken arm To win your love There's nothing like a fresh abrasion To win your love, oh now You can work on your bedside manner And you can kiss it till it feels better And there's nothing like a broken arm To win your love I got 5 weeks, 41 days, 1000 glorious hours, ooh To wave my arm and get what I want with my new found powers, ooh But this is not a fairytale with a happy ending, ooh When the clock strikes twelve, will I ever find your love again? And there's nothing like a broken arm To win your love There's nothing like a fresh abrasion To win your love, oh now You can work on your bedside manner And you can make me feel like I matter And there's nothing like a broken arm To win your love Ah na-na-na-na-na-na, ah na-na Ah na-na-na-na-na-na, ah na-na-na To win your love To win your love To win your love To win your love
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- Jesca Hoop