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"... got a cure for all your ills"

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Come on in,
Pull up a chair,
Why don't you make yourself feel at home?
What's wrong with you? This is the doctor baby you're talking to,
What you doing taking all those pills?
The doctors got the cure for all your ills.
Stay the night, I'll make sure you feel treated right.

But if you leave and you go and break my heart,
Then tonight there's no doctor on call.

What you doing running all your schemes,
Did you find baby it's all worth it?
Time is running out, you've got nothing left to shout about.
Why don't you stop your games baby,
Try to find the cure,
I'll reach out to you,
Help to softened up your fall,
Stay the night, I'll make sure you feel treated right.

But if you leave and you go and break my heart, then tonight there's no doctor you can call.

credits

from Nothin' To Say, released July 22, 2014
Vox, Piano - Dr. Tid
Guitar - Owen Shave
Bass - Gary Kinghorn
Kit, Guitar Solo - Ed Stuart

Backing Vox - Tosin Akindele & Rachael Jones

The Brass Monkeys:
Trombone - Joe Stevenson
Trumpet - Gavin Hibberd
Tenor Sax - Simon Reynolds


Written & Composed by A.J Tidball © 2014
Arrangement by Dr. Tid & The Triple Eights

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