I'm her writer man
And she's my biggest fan
Without her I would not survive
She feeds me, comforts me
She is my family,
We stick together and I thrive
She keeps me warm in the winter and dry in the rain
My thoughts start to splinter and she keeps me sane
There's paper in the printer, I'm feeling no pain
Cancel the hearse
I'm her writer man
Her writer man
Her writer man
And she's my nurse
Yeah!
Uh-huh
Yeah!
You moan and groan and gripe and
Say she's not my type
But I do not think you understand
No we might not make sense to you
And she's a hair intense, that's true
But when she's got me by the hand
I write a mile a minute, I don't fall behind
Her Liberace records providing my mind
Some mad inspiration so raw, unrefined
Don't have to coerce
I'm her writer man
Her writer man
Her writer man
And she's my nurse
Ow!
Uh-huh
Ow!
And as my work is taking shape
I know that there is no escape
But she's not the one who keeps me here
No, I am the one who wants her near
She's just a nurse I use
I could leave her if I'd choose
Mmmhm
That's right
Mmmhm
Not like I wanna quit
I just pull away a bit
She does not like that very much
I say Thanks for all you gave but
I am not your slave
So please release me from your clutch
And then she burns me and beats me and ties me to bed
And ruins my work and ruins my head
She held me so tightly I broke and I bled
It only gets worse
Cuz I'm her writer man
Who she won't give up her writer man
God, she loves her writer man
And I need my nurse
She loves me, She hates me, She-
Whack! Whack!
We get to the end and we
Go Back
Again and again and oh, this is my curse
This my nurse
One more time-