It'll Getcha
It's gonna getcha..you can rest assured.
You can take your voodoo medicine,
but you wont get cured.
Starts in your toenails...goes to your knees...
gets in your nostrils...and it makes you sneeze! Achooo!
It's not the measles...nor the flu...
it's not tuberculosis..but it's gonna get you!
It feels like rickets...sounds like the croup
It smells like shingles...and it's gonna get you! Wahooo!
But what is it that surrounds you? In the evenin'? In your bed?
Don't call the police...don't call the doctor...
they'll only tell you it's all in your head.
But you will toss and turn, your heart will start to burn,
you'll scratch and sniff and start to shake!
Your head gets dizzy, your hair gets all frizzy...
It's got you for goodness sake! Waaaaa!