Three weeks on the Dr. Demento Show! Request it again!
I've got NyQuil
When my snot turns green
And when my gut's too large
I've got phenfluoramine
But on my shelf
My best drug's not for myself
Midol (Midol) (Midol!)
Talkin' 'bout Midol (Midol!)
When Aunt Flow stays distant
I've got the queen of freaks
But I gotta hide in the basement
Every four-point-three weeks
Well!
I guess you'll axe
What can make my girl relax?
Midol (Midol) (Midol!)
Give her some Midol (Midol!)
This medication is for the temporary relief of discomfort and is not intended to treat such common symptoms as:
• Mood swings
• Irritability
• Celibacy
• Demonic possession
• Threat of divorce
• Threat of castration with a bottle opener
• Desire to obtain nuclear weapons - and then launch them at your selfish, lazy, slovenly, uncaring, good-for-nothing butt
She don't need no flowers
No kisses or hugs
All she neeeeds from you, brother
Is drugs drugs drugs drugs
Well!
I guess you'll state
I'm glad men don't menstruate
Midol (Midol) (Midol!)
Stock up on Midol (Midol!)
(Please take more Midol)
I've got shelter from the crimson tide with Midol
(Give my girl Midol)
All that saves my butt from homicide is Midol
Use only as directed. May God be with you.
Lyrics © 2003+ Claude Prez; © 2006, 2010+ Spaff, LLC