Disclaimer: I don't own any of these things. Not Cuddy, not House's Vicodin, and unfortunately, not House. If I did own the snarky doctor, trust me, I wouldn't be spending all my time online. So, please don't sue me, because you wouldn't get much if you won. Also, this is just for fun, it's not a serious fic. I just had this song stuck in my head and the words just came. So, please read, hopefully laugh, and review. Constructive criticism is always appreciated. If I get any more inspiration, I may think up more parodies. What a joy for you.


Clinic Monday (to the tune of "Manic Monday")

Six o' clock already -
I was just in the middle of a dream.
Cuddy didn't show for work -
So then they just let me leave.
But then I can't make her wait -
Cuz if I do, she won't go away.
These are the days when my little white pills keep me sane.

It's just another clinic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
Cuz that's my fun day
My 'no more patients who are dumb' day
It's just another clinic Monday

Tried to find a hiding place -
Tried to leave this hell of mine.
And even with my Vicodin -
I still don't want to waste my time.
Because it takes so long for them -
To realize that they're not even sick.
These imbecillic patients always find new ways to make me tick.

It's just another clinic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
Cuz that's my fun day
My 'no more patients who are dumb' day
It's just another clinic Monday

Of every place -
Why did that woman have to pick this place to come work?
It doesn't matter that she's certified in her field.
She says in that annoying voice,
"Come on House, with the clinic there's no choice."

(Time it moves so slow
Before my work is done.)

It's just another clinic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
Cuz that's my fun day
My 'no more patients who are dumb' day
It's just another clinic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
Cuz that's my fun day
My 'no more patients who are dumb' day
It's just another clinic Monday