Fornicated

I have a disease Stupid me How could I be She went to a doctor She was waiting on the news of death Hoping he'd lie He settled too late As he broke another promise Weeping begging her care Fornication Fornicated Well I have a disease I had to plea That it was ceased Well I have a disease I had to plea That it was ceased When all was figured I had just enough time to lay And look above Will you come with me To look above the stars And see if there's a cure Fornication Fornicated Well I have a disease I had to plea That it was ceased Well I have a disease I had to plea That it was ceased I have a disease I had to plea That it was ceased Well I have a disease I had to plea That it was ceased