Robert Palmer - Flesh Wound lyrics

We flew over miles of ocean--be prepared. I don't have the faintest notion who'll be there. You underestimated; nobody sympathized. I think you'll soon feel better once we get inside. I see the door is open -- Why don't we walk right in? Let's put our party hats on and let the fun begin! We should have called and said that we were on our way; Who would have ever guessed that you'd be so unreachable? Just another flesh wound--another thorn in my side Just another flesh wound--another wonder-cure that you tried Just another flesh wound--another scratch on your hide Just another flesh wound--another irritation you abide You know the rumour's going that he was synthesized. And if we had to dress, I wouldn't be surprised. I say -- you're so outrageous -- you'll go to number one! They'll have us both arrested for having too much fun. Just another flesh wound--another scratch on your hide. Just another flesh wound--another thorn in your side. Just another flesh wound--another bruise on your pride. Just another flesh wound--another paranoia that you hide. And when she held her nose, she took an underdose. It was nice to see her completely comatose. You go first, you're completely debonair; Let's go dutch -- it's only fair. Just another flesh wound--another thorn in your side. Just another flesh wound--a minor injury you dignified. Just another flesh wound--another unsuccessful suicide. Just another flesh wound--another curse that you ride.