Doctor, doctor, doctor Please, doctor, doctor, please Doctor, doctor, doctor Feel like an old diseace Get your sweet ass off the floor Doctor, doctor, doctor I can't refuse any loose harted lady anymore I scream your name into the crowd You feel the flame, but yo ain't proud Mabye your attitude ain't right So all that's left for me to do is bite The Hand That Feeds me Feeds me Doctor, doctor, doctor Doctor, doctor, please All things you put me through What the hell you want me to Do all the things that uncle John needs I ain't the dog that bites the Hand That Feeds meIn the middle of, with a spittle of Et tu like birds of a feather When another day, love another way Push, shove, make love, play Never never, never ever Never ever, never ever Na, na... Doctor, doctor, doctor Please do a-what you can Doctor, doctor, doctor Would you please give my life a hand All the things you put me trough What the hell you want me to Do all the things that uncle John needs I ain't the dog that bites The Hand That Feeds me, yeah Doctor, doctor, doctor Doctor, doctor, please
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