The Paper Chase
I’m Your Doctor Now
Hey, don't put your faith in these hands
Your ass belongs to the lord
The doctor will be in soon
To make the hurt just float away
And when he doesn't provide
Don't pull the covers too tight
And don't pull the sheet on your head
And don't come crawling back to me
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Hey, don't put your faith in these hands
Your ass belongs to the lord
The doctor will be in soon
To make the hurt just go away
And when he doesn't provide
Don't pull the covers too tight
And don't pull the sheet on your head
And don't come crawling back to me
Don't come crawling back to me
Don't come crawling back to me