Lucille Songtext
von Lonnie Mack

Well, I′m going to the doctor, somethings wrong with me
I feel bad all over, hurt and cold, and bad I feel?.
It's hard to get up in the morning, when you been drive to the mill?.
Cause my get up and go, gonna got up and win, win, Lucille
Doctor, doctor, doctor, can you help me, help me please.
He just said I′m sorry, ain't no cure for your disease.
They don't make no magic tonic, they don′t make no special deal Cause my get up and go, gonna got up and win, win, Lucille
At night I think about you, though my dreams they are a mess?
Oh makeup-lips and long hair, ooh Lucille you′re still the best,
I'm still sleeping with your memory, holding you, gets to will
Cause my get up and go, gonna got up and win, win, Lucille
Cause my get up and go, gonna got up and win, win, Lucille