Sick Glenda - The Lonely Island

Glenda I love you, you are my number one pick

But every time I call you, you say that you’re sick

Glenda, are you dying or just avoiding me?

Either way’s a bummer but I hope you’re dying

Glenda, I’m sending the doctor to you (to you!)

And if he finds you well, my heart will break in two (oh!)

Sick Glenda, are you a coward or do you have the flu?

Sick Glenda, sick Glenda, get better or fuck you