We broke up about a year ago We split amicably of course But I heard about your accident You fell off a horse I took flowers to the hospital When in turn the intern said That he'd help me find the room which held You and your broken leg Hidden by your friends and relatives Gathered round your bed You had a cast of thousands of signatures And charts filled with your fluctuating temperatures You handed me a pen and pointed just below the knee I'm glad there's still a part of you reserved for me Do you remember how we met like laughing children Or just how clean it ended? In the darkened ward at night When blinds are all descended Now I get a pang of pleasure Seeing your leg suspended Shame they can't cover us in plaster And in six weeks all is mended But I love the smell of hospitals more than just a bit When I was young I couldn't keep my nose out of the first-aid kit But when the very thing that brings you here also makes you go The top floor elevator's just got one arrow Why so many bloody looks? I'm in the kitchen with too many cooks