Bad Case of Lovin’ You Songtext
von Les Paul

Wooah
A hot summer night, feel like a net
I′ve gotta find my baby, baby yet.
I need you to soothe my head
Turn my blue heart to red.

Doctor, doctor give me the news
I've got a bad case to loving you
No pills gonna cure my ill
I′ve got a bad case of loving you

A pretty face don't make no pretty heart
I learned that buddy from the start.
You think I'm cute, a little bit shy
Momma, I ain′t that kind of guy.


Doctor, doctor give me the news
I′ve got a bad case of loving you
No pills gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of loving you.

Wooah

I know you like it, you like it on top
Tell me momma are you gonna stop
You had me down, twenty-one to zip
Smile of judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I′ve got it bad and I've got it good ...

Doctor, doctor give me the news
I′ve got a bad case of loving you
No pills gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of lovin′ you...