Hey, Doc! lyrics

Hey, Doc, hey, Doc, I've got to see you.

Who's that waking me up at 8:30 here in the morning? What's wrong with you, boy?

Well, Doc, something is bothering me.

Is that so? Well, tell me about it.

Hey, Doc, hey, Doc,

I wonder what's wrong with me.

You look like you're beat to your chops this morning.

Hey, Doc, hey, Doc,

My temperature's one-oh-three.

Well, let me feel your pulse, let me feel your pulse.

Hey, Dock, hey, Doc,

Whenever she looks at me . . .

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.

Hey, nurse, hand me my stethoscope over there.

What do you think?

I think what the trouble is, uh, you in love!

Well, Doc, that's a killer. That's a gasser. That knocks me on out.

• Artist:Cab Calloway
• Album:1941 - 1942 (1993)