I thought he’d come for me, uh huh;
Come fast you see,
But Ebola too slow,
and that may be good, uh huh,
No blast of vomit kissing my virgin eyeball, oh yuk;
No lost chunks on my door knob tempting sticky fingers, you see
and flickering tongues, uh nah;
It’s the wrong hole for me, but any hole he likes, you see.
I like the darkness in Ebola, his affection on me,
The bad-boy fatality where water comes out like it comes in;
He like depression, you see;
The pain is in the cure
True and simple;
Death need not be complicated, uh huh,
But living is
you see, after he,
that bastard, always hard
so hard on thee.
No worries, there are other lovers lining up for me;
I am hard to get you see, and they hardly ever hard on me.
Changas came for me,
such a boy was he
but a good Latin kisser, you see;
Past lovers’ stomachs permanently in knots,
for life, they say
but not me,
so silly to be with he,
and, yeah, there was Ziki, or Zika, sorry;
He not for me but had me scared though
Not any more for my barren soul, uh nah,
Not hiding out in any testes I know, you see.
But I have a confession, uh huh,
A regular undress’in, you see;
I love chikungunya, uh huh;
She’s so sweet on the tongue, oh yeah,
Makes me want to dance to chi-kun-gun-ya, yeah!
Come with her slow or with her fast
No matter if it feels fast and free with a hint of deadly in thee;
Such a pretty dancer is she
A deadly-like and alluring bite
not a bad boy but a nasty she, you see,
that one can wake up from.
I was heartbroken then, you see,
and had this fling with Dengue,
but he be with nearly 400,000,000 in a year,
and no longer with me;
I feel shitty
but am free now, uh huh;
No lover to contaminate my bloodstream, you see;
but maybe that influenza,
whose sometimes a girl and sometimes a boy;
Doesn’t matter if it be a she or he when it feels fast and free with a hint of deadly in thee,
more deadly the longer you dance with him,
or is it her?
I’ve got the chills now, you see;
Gonna lie down with me and my fantasy, uh huh;
They come for us
be it fast or be it slow.
We all have these lovers, you see;
so no worries, now,
go to sleep,
and kiss thee …
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