We broke up about a year ago, we split amicably of course
Then I heard about your accident, you fell off a horse
I took flowers to the hospital, when in turn the intern said
That he'd help me find the room which held you and your broken leg
Hidden by the friends and relatives, all gathered round your bed
Yeh, you had a cast of thousands, of signatures
And charts filled with your fluctuating temperatures
You handed me a pen and poitned just below the knee
I'm glad there's still a part of you, reserved for me
Do you remember how we met like laughing children
Or just how clean it ended
In the darkened ward at night, when all blinds are decended
But now I get a pang of pleasure seeing your leg suspended
Shame they can't cover us in plaster and in six months all is mended
But I love the smell of hospitals more than just a bit
When I was young I couldn't keep my nose out of the first aid kit
But when the very thing that brings you here also makes you go
The top floor elevator's just got one arrow
Why so many dirty looks? I'm in the kitchen with too many cooks