Flesh Wound - Robert Palmer

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 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

The other ladies told him that he was hypnotized

Nobody was controlling, the drummer’s paralyzed

And when the rope was tested, it didn’t come undone

And when his bone’s were rested, he took another one

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

Just another flesh wound

Just another flesh wound

Just another flesh wound