Call The Doctor

Call the doctor pretty baby, you know I'm near to my last breath

You'd better hurry now honey, or you're gonna be my death

You'd better throw away the spoons and all the other dirty things

Cos when the law arrives this evening, I don't think they'll wait and ring

Call the doctor pretty baby, tell him he's gotta rush and run

Cos I think I've had too much babe, tell him it ain't no fun

Hey there's the door now pretty baby, see who's on the other side

Tell them to back up with the wagon now I think I'm going for a ride

Tell them I did it to myself babe, and I lived a life of sin

Tell them black ain't always white babe, and without sure ain't within