Shivers that rattled fillings
My skin a prickle
This mind all hated
It's man flu

Pathetic in my voice
Aches to the bone
Chicken soup and hot tea
My man flu

I went to bed at eight
Dripped sheets still damp
I'm sneezing from the heavens
La man flu

Two paras at the ready
A quota almost full
This nose is running a marathon
Only man flu

I staying here
Downstairs can wait
Please give me strength
Man flu