The Doctor

Long hard days been working
Just to pay my way
Tax man calls me looking
Tryna' shake my stay
Lord knows Sally's calling
She never can stay put
And the shoes I'm wearing
They give me blistered foot

So I call on The Doctor and I say

Come on doc give me the good stuff
Don't you know what I have been through
Come on doc help me with this one
You too know what helps a man through

That next month well I was
Just as good as new
And I thought boy
Wonder what a little more could do
So I told the doctor
Well I've come across more pain
He started laughing
Grew a smile across his face

He took one look at me and say

Come on boy I got the good stuff
Don't you forget who to turn to
Come on boy I'll get you fixed up
You too got somewhere to run to

Come on doc give me the good stuff
Don't you know what I have been through
Come on doc help me with this one
You too know what helps a man through



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Deir
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