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[Spoken] Hey, Doc, hey, Doc, I've got to see you.
[Spoken] Who's that waking me up at 8:30 here in the morning? What's wrong with you, boy?
[Spoken] Well, Doc, something is bothering me.
[Spoken] Is that so? Well, tell me about it.Hey, Doc, hey, Doc,
I wonder what's wrong with me.
[Spoken] You look like you're beat to your chops this morning.
Hey, Doc, hey, Doc,
My temperature's one-oh-three.
[Spoken] Well, let me feel your pulse, let me feel your pulse.
Hey, Dock, hey, Doc,
Whenever she looks at me . . .
[Spoken] Oh, there's a chick mixed up in this thing here!Say, do you get a hazy spell?
Yeah!
A crazy spell?
Yeah!
And do you run around in circles and yell that you need a pill?Hey, Doc, hey, Doc,
My ticker is on the blink.
[Spoken] Hey, nurse, hand me my stethoscope over there.

[Spoken] What do you think?
[Spoken] I think what the trouble is, uh, you in love!
[Spoken] Well, Doc, that's a killer. That's a gasser. That knocks me on out.

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Cabell "Cab" Calloway III (December 25, 1907 – November 18, 1994) was a jazz singer, bandleader, composer and actor. He was strongly associated with the Cotton Club in Harlem, New York City, where he was a regular performer.
Calloway was a master of energetic scat singing and led one of the United States' most popular big bands, Cab Calloway and His Orchestra, from the start of the 1930s through to the late 1940s.

Read more about Cab Calloway on Last.fm.


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