Mindless Self Indulgence - Prescription Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Prescription By Mindless Self Indulgence?
[Jimmy, L:]
Doctor [Jimmy, R:] Patient I'm the doctor, I'm the patient Don't forget that, it's important If ya love me, like I love me Everybody will be sorry [Bridge] Well I don't need nothin' before the show I don't need nothin', well that's not so I need something before the show Just a little something to make me Go! [Chorus] Wow Woah oh Ya know what I want? Wow Woah oh Ya know what I want? Make it stop [Repeat x2] Pretty please, a prescription Make it stop [Repeat x2] Pretty please, a prescription I don't need no one screwin' up my fun Over the counter, fill that prescription I don't need no one screwin' up my fun Over the counter, fill that prescription I'm the doctor, I'm the patient Don't forget that, it's important If ya love me, like I love me Everybody will be sorry [Bridge] [Chorus] I don't need no one screwin' up my fun Over the counter, fill that prescription I don't need no one screwin' up my fun Turn down the bass and fill that prescription I don't need nothin' before the show I don't need nothin', no that's not so I don't need nothin' before the show I don't need nothin', no that's not so I don't need nothin' before the show I don't need nothin' but that's not so I need something before the show Just a little something to make me Go! [Chorus] |
Who Wrote Prescription By Mindless Self Indulgence?
James Euringer
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What's The Duration Of The Prescription By Mindless Self Indulgence?The duration of Prescription is 3:05 minutes and seconds. |
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