Well you were one tough cookie
With a hole in your side
Yeah they were stitching you up
Just like a Frankenstein bride
And you ugly cry
While the boys went down under
Well you were in the sick house
In a bed
When we got the call
We thought you were dead
Or hanging by a thread
While the boys went down under
Yeah the boys went down under
A week on your own
And me on the phone
Singing Modern Lovers from Stockholm
On your back again
In a bed
Under the knife again
On your back
In a bed
While the boys went down under
Yeah the boys went down under
While the boys went down under
I know you`ve been down under too
I guess the boys did what they had to do
And left you black and blue
Laid out
In the hospital
Bad blood
I know you lost a little
Down low
On your own again
Sit back
Try to relax, enjoy the medicine
On your back again
In a bed
Under the knife again
On your back, in a bed
While the boys went down under
While the boys went down under
While the boys went down under
Yeah the boys went down under
Yeah the boys went down under