High Blood Pressure and White Coat Fever
I would plunge in a raging river
To save a sweet child just like that
Charge a flaming house with no quiver
To rescue some fat scardy-cat
Cause I wouldn't have time to THINK about it
And wind up whining to a SHRINK about it
About how that thing squeezes
How it unnerves and freezes
Feeling blood pump in my arm
Sets off that damn panic alarm
I can read her face like a book
The nurse with a disgusted look
"It's high to the max
Would you just please relax?
You're close to a stroke"
(Lord, I need a smoke)
'Doc throw a left hook and just DECK me
Or shoot me with drugs and THEN check me'
Okay, I'm a coward, big deal!
Guess I ain't nobody's hero
So why when they're done do I feel?
My ego-gauge plummet to zero?
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