Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doctor Doctor, artist - Jani Lane. Date of issue: 31.05.2008
Song language: English
Doctor Doctor |
| Most of these pricks are hypnotised |
| Staring at her tits and shiny thighs |
| Diamond jewel tips and they’re wiley eyes |
| But they just don’t recognise |
| I see her walk |
| Looking side to side |
| And everybody stops |
| Looking Petrified |
| Move down the block causing quite a stir |
| And she’s looking pretty fresh man, I must concur |
| But I see through her exterior, and it’s not that superior |
| The lip gloss bubble is bound to burst, you won’t be the last, you can’t be the |
| first |
| She’s not much verse, mostly chorus |
| Between those ears, mostly sawdust |
| She’s mostly lovely, mostly never |
| Blah, blah, blah, blah, whatever |
| Doctor, Doctor |
| Can’t you see? |
| My minds been playing |
| Jokes on me |
| And I’ve been trying to save my soul |
| I’ve been trying to do right |
| But all I’m getting is the tunnel |
| At the end of the light |
| Look at her now, she’s laughing it up |
| And with a sex shooting verb, she’ll be slapping them up |
| And in the meantime, she loves jacking them off |
| And with a smile telling them their not making the cut |
| Now why you looking at me like I’m making this up |
| And why you looking at me like I’m floaty and hinged |
| Like I’m a little bit singed after a JD and Prozac binge |
| And just realised I try but can’t win |
| I’m getting sicker, I can’t see |
| My eye lids flicker but I can’t delete |
| The image that I have running in my brain |
| A chance that I’ve missed and I can’t regain |
| Everybody knows apparently |
| I must just be a transparency |
| The thing I’ve been hiding so hopelessly is |
| That I just want this bitch to notice me |
| Doctor, Doctor |
| Can’t you see? |
| My minds been playing |
| Jokes on me |
| And I’ve been trying to save my soul |
| I’ve been trying to do right |
| But all I’m getting is the tunnel |
| At the end of the light |
| Paranoid delusional lovesick lonely lust |
| Nasty, jealous insecurity, that’s how I’m coming across |
| Paranoid delusional lovesick lonely lust |
| Nasty, jealous insecure at least that’s how I’m coming across |
| I’m getting sicker, I can’t see |
| My eye lids flicker but I can’t delete |
| The image that I have running in my brain |
| A chance that I’ve missed and I can’t regain |
| Everybody knows apparently |
| I must just be a transparency |
| The thing I’ve been hiding so hopelessly is |
| That I just want this bitch to notice me |
| Doctor, Doctor |
| Can’t you see? |
| My minds been playing |
| Jokes on me |
| And I’ve been trying to save my soul |
| I’ve been trying to do right |
| But all I’m getting is the tunnel |
| At the end of the light |
| Doctor, Doctor |
| Can’t you see? |
| My minds been playing |
| Jokes on me |
| And I’ve been trying to save my soul |
| I’ve been trying to do right |
| But all I’m getting is the tunnel |
| At the end of the light |
| Doctor, Doctor |
| Can’t you see? |
| My minds been playing |
| Jokes on me |
| And I’ve been trying to save my soul |
| I’ve been trying to do right |
| But all I’m getting is the tunnel |
| At the end of the light |