The Hand that Feeds (Hamilton/Kramer/Tyler/Whitford/Douglas) (Original Album: Draw The Line, 1977)
Doctor, doctor, doctor Please, doctor, doctor, please Doctor, doctor, doctor Feel like an old disease Doctor, doctor, doctor Get your sweet ass off the floor Doctor, doctor, doctor I can't refuse any loose hearted lady anymore
I scream your name into the crowd You feel the flame but you ain't proud Maybe your attitude ain't right So all that's left for me to do is bite The hand that feeds me Feeds me
Doctor, doctor, doctor Doctor, doctor, please All things you put me through What the hell you want me to Do all the things that uncle John needs I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me
In the middle of, with a spittle of Et tu like birds of a feather When another day, love another way Push, shove, make love, play Never never, never ever Never ever, never ever Na na na na na
Doctor, doctor, doctor Please do a-what you can doctor, doctor, doctor Would you please give my life a hand
All things you put me through What the hell you want me to Do all the things that uncle John needs I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me, yeah
Doctor, doctor, doctor Please, doctor, doctor, please Doctor, doctor, doctor Doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor Doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor Doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor...
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