Song: The Doctors Free
Artist:  Ivory House
Year: 2021
Viewed: 29 - Published at: 7 years ago

[Verse 1]
She was a pretty-looking gleam-skinned palish dainty one
Was well-behaved and nice, but little bit out of her own mind
Disease of youngling is incurable
But doctor jumps right off the cliff and falls in love with her
He was ambitious, oh, so typical of men his age
But studied harder, slept three hours; “Lucky one!” – they said
Sometimes he cried, but not gave up, did things the others liked
So went his low-but-high life, but one piece was yet to find

[Chorus]
Do you still need me?
‘Cause I do
I’ve got a feeling
That we’re for life, so stay behind, my back will take your scars
Won’t be freewheeling
Though never wanted to be
We’ll stay together even if
The patient’s sane, the doctor’s free

[Verse 2]
They spent the evenings by the lakes and hills, the world was theirs
That’s what they call a match, the tests show compatibility
They laugh and cry, they never fight, the whole world wonders how
Is that what they call love ‘till the day you die?
The clouds are merging in the sky, here comes the thunder sound
Life is a painting, they could never paint it white and white
Say, life has pain, he sunk his sores in C2H5OH
When she glows up he glows d-down, ideal house falls apart, but
[Chorus]
Do you still need me?
‘Cause I do
I’ve got a feeling
That we’re for life, so stay behind, my back will take your scars
Won’t be freewheeling
Though never wanted to be
We’ll stay together even if
The patient’s sane, the doctor’s free

[Bridge]
She never promised him a happy ending
Nor she was gonna be defective thing
So day to day the cold between them came in
The patient’s sane, the doctor’s free, the doctor’s me

[Chorus]
(Do you still need me?)
Do you still need me?
‘Cause I do, ‘cause I do, ‘cause I do, I
I’ve got a feeling
That we’re for life, so stay behind, my back will take your scars
Won’t be freewheeling
Though never wanted to be
We’ll stay together even if
The patient’s sane, the doctor’s free
[Post-Chorus]
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s)
(Uh-uh-uh)
Me the doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s) me
The doctor’s (free, the doctor’s)
(Ah-ah-ah)

[Outro]
Was she wrong that she moved on?
But probably she lives her best days, having her heyday
He’s glad she glad, but where’s the doctor?
His feet free as himself, the doctor drops the chair

( Ivory House )
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