Is there a doctor in the house?!
You pull in to town roll out the back of your wagon,
Do a song and dance sell'n the latest concoction,
One hundred percent guaranteed...
Ya tip your hat and give me a wink,
Whisper in my ear, "Have some of this to drink,
It's the end all be all cure for disease"...
Doctor, doctor, What do you take me for?
Am I a patient or a customer going through a revolving door?
Doctor, doctor, is this a hospital or a candy store,
How come your getting rich, when we're all sick and poor?
My head it hurt, my tummy ached,
All over my body my joints felt pain,
So I went to the doctor and here's what he said,
Take some of this and a whole lot of that,
Make an appointment cause you'll have to come back,
Fill your prescription on the way home...
Doctor, doctor, what do you take me for?
Am I a patient or a customer,
going through a revolving door?
Oh, oh, oooh! Doctor, doctor, is this a hospital or a candy store?
How come you're gett'n rich while we're all sick and poor?
How come you're gett'n rich while we're all sick dying and poor?!
from For Sale
released May 11, 2015
Music, lyrics, vocals: Maya Caballero
Guitar: Naim Amor
Trumpet: Jacob Valenzuela
Clarinet: Marco Rosano
Drums: John Convertino
Upright bass: Steve Grams
Engineered by Jim Waters at Waterworks Recording Studio
Mastered by Jim Blackwood at KXCI Tucson 93.1FM
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