Gerry Mosby - The Thing You Got Lyrics

I won't get it... yeah...

Well you can breathe on me
A-with your whoopin' cough
A-you can do your worst baby
But I'll shake it off
I won't get it and baby I don't get it
I breathe a little bit o' steam a-from a boilin' pot
And baby I won't get the thing you got

We were huggin' and a-kissin'
A-screwin' around
And your sneezin' wheezin'
Nearly brought my hammer down
I don't get it
I mean I nearly didn't get it
Just a-3 or 4 minutes 'til my throat gets hot
And baby I won't get the thing you got

Like the flu when you
Were feelin' blue and sad and lonely
Laryngitis sinusitis
When you feel your one and only
Is glued a little too much in front of the tube
I figured it out what you're about
Girl you're not Rubik's cube

Well can pop your pills
And feel your inner power
And drink your potion and your lotion
Like it's happy hour
I don't get it
Yeah and I don't get it
Well it's old wives' tale that I've never forgot
And baby I won't get the thing you caught

Well with your Vitamin C and herbal tea
And mystery root
Your holy water really oughta save ya to boot
But you're sick as a dog, an achin' noggin
Ain't it the truth?
I betcha chick I'd never get sick
I'll wind up with the loot

Well you can drool on me
I'll savour every drop
A-you can do your clean dirtiest but I won't stop
I won't get it
Yeah and I don't get it
I breathe a little bit o' steam a-from a boilin' pot
And baby I won't get the thing you got
Just a-3 or 4 minutes 'til my throat gets hot
And baby I won't get the thing you got
It's a old wives' tale you should give it a shot
And maybe you won't get the thing you got
The thing you got