Bad Case of Lovin’ You (Doctor, Doctor) Songtext
von Robert Palmer

Woah-ah ooh

A hot summer night, fell like a net
I′ve gotta find my 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 of lovin′ you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of lovin′ 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 lovin′ you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I′ve got a bad case of lovin' you

Woah-ah ooh

I know you like it
You like it on top
Tell me momma: are you gonna stop?

You had me down, 21 to zip
Smile of Judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I've got it bad, and I got it good

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