Somebody call for
the doctor I think I'm sick Ain't
had my medicine in over a week My mind's
fine but my body feels weak Call the
doctor, I think I'm sick
A shady lady took all my bread Ravished
my body, lord And messed with my head I
don't know but I've had my fill Call
the doctor and tell him I'm ill
My money's gone And I've got no place
to go I don't believe I've ever felt
so low If you've got the time While
you hang around Call the doctor and tell
him I'm down
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