Description/Remarks: A parody of the song "Stitches"
I thought that I've been torn before
But no one's ever left me at the corps
Your needles cut deeper than this strife
Now I need someone to stitch me up for life
Got a feeling that I'm gonna blunder
But I know that he’ll make it all jive
If I start calling you my tailor
Groove on
You notch my belt until I can't breathe
I'm aching, lolling, gone to dry wheeze
And now that I've decked out your missus
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over my shelf
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I've decked out your missus
I'll be needing stitches
Just like a cloth, thrawn glued a frame
Oh, you lured me an I couldn't expense the cane
Your glitter part, old to the touch
Now I'm gonna reap what I sew
I'm left seeing thread on my throne
Got a feeling that I'm gonna blunder
But I know that he’ll make it all jive
If I start calling you my tailor
Groove on
You notch my belt until I can't breathe
I'm aching, lolling, gone to dry wheeze
And now that I've decked out your missus
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over my shelf
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I've decked out your missus
I'll be needing stitches
Needle and the thread
Gotta get you Hutta by Fred
Needle and the thread
Gonna grind up lead
Needle and the thread
Gotta get you Hutta by Fred
Needle and the thread
Gonna grind up lead (gonna grind up lead)
Needle and the thread
Gotta get you Hutta by Fred (gotta get you Hutta by Fred)
Needle and the thread
Gonna grind up lead (grind up lead)
Needle and the thread
Gotta get you Hutta by Fred, get you Hutta by Fred
You notch my belt until I can't breathe
I'm aching, lolling, gone to dry wheeze
And now that I've decked out your missus
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over my shelf
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I've decked out your missus
I'll be needing stitches
And now that I've decked out your missus
I'll be needing stitches
And now that I've decked out your missus
I'll be needing stitches