| Oh, oh, oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh,
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| Oh I wish I was a doctor who could heal your broken heart
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| Analyze each bruise and hear your story from the start
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| And stitch up every tiny tear
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| With a ribbon and a bow
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| Prescribe you some new medicine
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| That makes you feel less alone
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| No I am not a doctor
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| Just an ordinary girl
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| But I know the way your chest aches
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| The way your head swirls
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| When abandoned, beat and broken down
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| By the one who knew you best
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| I was sleeping when he cut my veins
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| To fuel his new life out west
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| No I am not a doctor
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| But I’ve got some extra time
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| I’ve got some drugs
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| I keep in stock called vodka and red wine
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| Oh, we both know that you’re not gonna sleep tonight
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| I am not a doctor
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| But maybe you could let me try
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| So I put my hand against your head
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| I recommend that you stay in bed
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| Your temperature is getting pretty high
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| I’ll help you get undressed and put your drink on ice
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| No I’ll never be a doctor
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| I hated science class
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| But my parents liked to say how I picked up new skills pretty fast
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| And I bet deep down we both have talents yet to discover
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| So let’s buckle down get to work
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| Help you recover
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| So I put my hand against your head
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| I recommend that you stay in bed
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| Your temperature is getting pretty high
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| I’ll help you get undressed and put your drink on ice
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| I could be the doctor you could be the patient
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| Instead of operation
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| Built to any temptation
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| There were things she wouldn’t do
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| But baby boy this night
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| It’s all about you
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh,
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| Get better soon |