Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doctor Doctor (Made Famous by UFO), artist - Jani Lane.
Date of issue: 30.04.2010
Song language: English
Doctor Doctor (Made Famous by UFO) |
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 |