Everything s peachy

Verse 1 Guy:
Hey doctor, please no judgements
But I'm a bit messed up
Fell down a couple (of) stair flights
Just bruises, nothing much..
A broken rib, concussion
Black eye and (a) couple cuts
But otherwise I'm peachy
No doc, it wasn't (a) fight
Just tighten up my hinges
And I should be alright.
Cause Love is worth the bout
Yes I will be alright

Chorus:
A couple more stitches
And I should be peachy
A couple more stitches
And I'll be alright
Oh, doc, it was worth it
I have no remorse, cause
What's a couple (of) burst ribs
If in the name of Love

Verse 2 Doctor:
I know it's late for speeches
But I just want to say
Sometimes love leads to peaches
Sometimes love leads to pain
So when you get that feeling
Weak knees and trembling heart
Sparks flying and blurred vision
Blood pressure off the charts
Just know it's (just) a start
And Love's about to knock you out
But you will be alright
Yes, you will be alright

Chorus:
A couple more stitches
And you should be peachy
A couple more stitches
And you'll be alright
I bet, it was worth it
No, I don't endorse it
But what's a fight with (a) mobster
If in the name of Love?