“Man in Scrubs” (Verse 1) I clock in and grab my charts, But the gossip’s flying, it’s an art. “Why aren’t you married? Do you cook?” I’m just here to heal, not write a book. (Chorus) I’m the man in scrubs, trying to stay sane, While they’re spilling tea about Brenda’s mane. Dodging drama, keeping calm, With a BP cuff and a nervous charm. (Verse 2) “Did you hear about Room 3’s new fling?” Ladies, I’m busy with this IV thing! They know my star sign, my gym routine, Even what I had for lunch at 3:15. (Chorus) I’m the man in scrubs, holding my ground, In a workplace soap opera that’s always around. From casseroles to glittered shoes, I’m just here to cure the blues. (Outro) I love my job, don’t get me wrong, But who microwaved fish? That’s just wrong!