Hey, all of you women
Don't gather around
Unless you weigh
Over four hundred pounds
If you don't weigh that, baby
Don't come around at all'cause you've gotta be
All right with me
They call me the Doctor
I'm really hard to pleaseWell, you talk about women
I love them all
I love them big
I love them small
If you don't look like that, baby
Don't come around at all'cause you've gotta be
All right with me
They call me the Doctor
I'm really hard to pleaseWell, you talk about women
I love them all
I love them big
I love them small
If you don't look like that, baby
Don't come around at allWell, they call me the doctor
(Oh yeah)
In the neighborhood
(Oh yeah)
Well, my baby she calls me
(Oh yeah)
Doctor Feelgood
(Oh yeah)Have you ever felt
(Oh yeah)
Have you ever felt
(Oh yeah)
I believe, I believe
(Oh yeah)
They're gonna send me to my grave
(Oh yeah)Good, good, good
Good, good, good
(Oh yeah)
So good
(Oh yeah)
So good
(Oh yeah)
So good
Ahh, yeah
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