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Emily Kinney

Doctor

 

Doctor

(álbum: Expired Love - 2013)


Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,

Oh I wish I was a doctor who could heal your broken heart
Analyze each bruise and hear your story from the start
And stitch up every tiny tear
With a ribbon and a bow
Prescribe you some new medicine
That makes you feel less alone

No I am not a doctor
Just an ordinary girl
But I know the way your chest aches
The way your head swirls
When abandoned, beat and broken down
By the one who knew you best
I was sleeping when he cut my veins
To fuel his new life out west

No I am not a doctor
But I've got some extra time
I've got some drugs
I keep in stock called vodka and red wine
Oh, we both know that you're not gonna sleep tonight
I am not a doctor
But maybe you could let me try

So I put my hand against your head
I recommend that you stay in bed
Your temperature is getting pretty high
I'll help you get undressed and put your drink on ice

No I'll never be a doctor
I hated science class
But my parents liked to say how I picked up new skills pretty fast
And I bet deep down we both have talents yet to discover
So let's buckle down get to work
Help you recover

So I put my hand against your head
I recommend that you stay in bed
Your temperature is getting pretty high
I'll help you get undressed and put your drink on ice

I could be the doctor you could be the patient
Instead of operation
Built to any temptation
There were things she wouldn't do
But baby boy this night
It's all about you

Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,

Get better soon

feito

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