Well I'm dyin' with the flu, oh, an' I don't know what to do   Well I'm dyin' with the flu, oh, an' I don't know what to do   Well my doctor gave me up, he said, "I can't do no more for you"      Please call my girlfriend, tell her I'm goin' on home   Yes, please call my girlfriend, tell her I'm goin' on home   Yeah, you tell 'em that flu is chillin', an' I don't want her to weep an' moan      Alright   Well it's gettin' dark, ev'rything seem to fade out   Well it's gettin' dark, ev'ything seem to be fadin' out   Well I hate to leave this old world but I found out what dyin' is all about