Hey, Doc! – Cab Calloway – letras

[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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