Pandemic Blues: I Can't Take It!
First week, I'm staying home alone
Next week, I'm still here on my own
Third week, I thought I heard the phone
The fourth week, now something's really wrong
I don't know how long
I don't know if I can take it, I can take it
I can take it
The fifth week, I'm watching television
Sixth week, feels like I'm in prison
Seventh week, I'm waking up at noon
Eighth week, I gotta get out soon
'Cause I don't know how long
I don't know if I can take it, I can take it
I can take it
And I went to see my doctor
I confessed I had to leave
He was calm and reassuring
Told me, "Please roll up your sleeve"
But I don't know
No, I don't know
If I can take it
I can take it
Take it now
And I don't know
No, I don't know
If I can take it
I can take it
I'm so tired of bеing locked up, isolated and alone
I'm so tirеd of television, I'm so sick of staying home
And I don't know
No, I don't know
If I can take it
I can take it
Take it now
Take it now
I can take it
That's all, babe
That's all
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Take it
See what I'm saying
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