Just my luck
Today's the day
Man, that hurt
It's worth the pain
There's a new queen in this house
She's plastered up
Behold the sight
Just look up
Fluorescent light
Have I gone to heaven or to hospital?
I'm dreamin' of the hospital
I'm dreamin' of mom and dad
Look at me like they did back when
I'm born again
Daddy's girl and Mama's princess
Sister Jen
She doesn't exist till when
I need something
She'll bring me ice creams
'Cause I'm in hospital
I'm dreamin' of the hospital
I'm dreamin' of the
Date with the doctor is the golden ticket
I want your attention, now I'm gonna get it
Uh-huh, oh now
And now come on, you cunt
Come, come, come on and hit me
There's no kind of attention
That a black eye wouldn't get me
Uh-nuh-huh, oh now
And there's nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
There's nothing like a fresh abrasion
To win your love, oh now
You can work on your bedside manner
And you can kiss it till it feels better
And there's nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
Oh, my old friends
I'm voting you out or in
You envy me
I walk the red carpet to my cast signing
A crayon or a marker pen
And all of the It girls ask me
What it's like in hospital
I'm dreamin' of the hospital
I'm dreamin' of the hospital
It's dreamy
And the date with the doctor is the golden ticket
I want your attention, now I'm gonna get it
Uh-huh, oh now
And now come on, you cunt
Come, come, come on and hit me
There's no kind of attention
That a black eye wouldn't get me
Uh-nuh-huh, oh now
And there's nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
There's nothing like a fresh abrasion
To win your love, oh now
You can work on your bedside manner
And you can kiss it till it feels better
And there's nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
I got 5 weeks, 41 days, 1000 glorious hours, ooh
To wave my arm and get what I want with my new found powers, ooh
But this is not a fairytale with a happy ending, ooh
When the clock strikes twelve, will I ever find your love again?
There's nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
There's nothing like a fresh abrasion
To win your love, oh now
You can work on your bedside manner
And you can make me feel like I matter
And there's nothing like a broken arm
To win your love
Ah na-na-na-na-na-na, ah na-na
Ah na-na-na-na-na-na, ah na-na-na
To win your love
To win your love
To win your love
To win your love
Hospital (Win Your Love) was written by Jesca Hoop.
Hospital (Win Your Love) was produced by Blake Mills & Tony Berg & Shawn Everett.
Jesca Hoop released Hospital (Win Your Love) on Tue Jun 26 2012.