My man's got a cold
Oh, such a cold
Could be the worst ever cold
In the history of the world
And I've got a front seat row
To the whole sorry show
My man's got a cold
Everybody's been told
Oh, he's so blue and woebegone
He don't wanna get it on
My man's got a cold
My man's got a bug
It's a nasty little bug
And he's taken every drug
But they just won't kill that bug
Now he's worried it might get worse
He's thinking about the hearse
My man's got a bug
And it's got him in such a fug
Oh, is there nothing nobody can do
Up against the man flu?
My man's got a cold
My man's got a cough
It's a stubborn kind of cough
He just can't shake it off
It's rusty and it's rough
He's off his wine and bread
He even said no to head
My man's got it bad
Like nobody else has ever had
Well, if he don't come around soon
I just might have to put him down soon
My man's got a cold
