Doors I'm Your Doctor Lyrics

Headache strike you baybeh. You begin to feel so feel so gloan. Ain't nothin' you need.. But a double dose of love. Woman, I'm your doctor. And oh yes, I know just what ya need. (Jim: Let me see your credentials.) I.. got my doctor's certificate. (Jim: PHD or MD or RX?) I got it right here.. in my pants. (Jim: Whooaaa. Show it to me.)

Listen here, baybeh. You're not feelin' so good. I know what ya need. Double-dose a' love.

Woman, I'm your doctor. (Jim: Prove it!) And I know.. what you need. (Jim: Waa-wow!) You need a hot-beef injection. And whoa yes, it have to come from me. (Jim: Is that like gettn' a hot dick?)
You wake up in da mornin'.. Girl you're not feelin' so good. You need a man ta love you. Just like you knew you would.

Listen, baybeh. Well, I'm your doctor. And I know.. what ya need. You need a Polish sausage. Whoa yeah, baybeh, have to come from me.


Jim: I could go along with everything except the Polish sausage. What does that got to do with it, man? Ray: Well, just that little sausage. A polish ???. Ray: Magnificent ivory. John: That's right that was toxic, man.

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