The things look good, but hope’s out of sight.
What I feel you can’t see on the monitor lines.
The walls are white and so is the bed.
For sure this sterile room will bore me to death.

So many tubes, needles and pills.
To even think about them gives me the chills.
Something hurts, but it’s not where you treat me.
Hey, sister, can’t you see where I’m aching?

Let’s get over all this poisoning stuff.
Nothing can cure me but your medicine love.
It’s a long, long, lonely day.
Hey, sister, what you say?
Let’s get over all this poisoning stuff.
Nothing can cure me but your medicine love.
Gimme, gimme, gimme what you got.
I got a fever.

Maybe today a friend’s stopping by.
He could be sneaking in with a bottle of wine.
Forbidden fruit always makes you feel good,
and we can share it tonight to get in the mood.

And when the day ends and the sun goes down
I will need extra care, so you must stick around.
‘Cause I am aching, ’cause I am breaking.
Hey, sister, can you feel that I’m shaking?

Let’s get over all this poisoning stuff.
Nothing can cure me but your medicine love.
It’s a long, long, lonely day.
Hey, sister, what you say?
Let’s get over all this poisoning stuff.
Nothing can cure me but your medicine love.
Gimme, gimme, gimme what you got.
I got a fever. I got a fever, I got a fever….