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Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please, doctor, doctor, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Feel like an old diseace
Get your sweet ass off the floor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
I can't refuse any loose harted lady anymore
I scream your name into the crowd
You feel the flame, but yo ain't proud
Mabye your attitude ain't right
So all that's left for me to do is bite
The Hand That Feeds me
Feeds me
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please
All things you put me through
What the hell you want me to
Do all the things that uncle John needs
I ain't t
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Are these times contagious?
I've never been this bored before
Is this the prize i've waited for?
Now with the hours passing
There's nothing left to insure
I long to find a messenger
Have i got a long way to run (x2)
Yeah, i run
Is there a cure among us?
From this processed sanity
I weaken with each voice that sings
Now, in this world of purchase
I'm going to buy back memories
To awake some old qualities
Have i got a long way to run (x2)
Yeah, i've got a long way to run...
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Nozzle, nodule, eraser, chip:
A few thoughts on the subject by a little nothing
What was so obviously strange
Yet mystifyingly true about the whole situation
Was Miss Connie Pallup's failure to grasp
That the time was indeed now
If she was ever to recover vitality
To her mortal envelope
Oh, sure, she liked perfume
And she had a lot of it too
But pampered wisps do not a clothdoll make
And there we have a lesson that is easier to speak of
Then it is to, how you say, live by
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Vicino al mare facciamo l'amore,
a cuore a cuore
ci divertiamo.
É marinara questa bellezza
e su questa bellezza io voglio morire.
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