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Ozzy and Drix Ozzy and Drix Trouble in the air What'cha gonna do? It's a cold It's a fever Or maybe the flu Ahh Ahhchhhoooo Meet Ozzy and Drix private eyes Cuttin' germs and viruses down to size Busy defending all the nerve endings They got guts and nerve, feelin' the verb The bad to the bone The battle in the bladder Make a scene in the spleen Put the hustle in the muscle Put the hip in the hips The word on the lips Ideas in the brain Keepin' him sane (keepin' him sane) Lookin' good Like a blood cell should Like a blood cell should Inside the body and mind From the tip of the nose to the behind They're the protectors Of the City of Hector Ozzy and Drix