Methamphetamine in the morning,
chemotherapy at noon,
cloves in my glove...
Homeopathy is a metaphor for love.
What's your cure-word, hootie mama?
Is my gel on your elm?
Is my yam in your ape?
Is my bee in your glee-cat?
What's your cure-word, hootie mama?
I never forgot our homeroom operetta!
