Call the Doctor Songtext
von Civic

J-j-j-joy

He got a bad feeling, he got a bad feeling
Yeah, she winds him up, yeah, yeah, she winds him up
He got a bad feeling, he got a bad feeling
Yeah, she winds him up, yeah, yeah, she winds him up

Electric candles keep me warm
Oh, how my cat can be unkind
She keeps me hanging on the phone, oh baby
Oh, what a j-j-j-j-j-j-joy
She′s got me squealing


She's too old for you, yeah, she′s too old for me
There ain't no prison that I'd rather be in
Call the doctor, call the doctor
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Electric candles keep me warm
Oh, how my cat can be unkind
She keeps me hanging on the phone, oh baby
Oh, what a joy to be alive

Oh baby, am I running out of time?
What a joy to be alive
Am I running out of time?
I′m running out of time
I′m running out of time
I'm running out of time
I′m running out of time
I'm running out