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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Texas Lightning
Texas Lightning
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Moon Martin
John Moon Martin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Texas Lightning
Texas Lightning
Co-Producer
Stephan Gade
Stephan Gade
Producer
Marc Schettler
Marc Schettler
Engineer
Marco Fabian Bunk
Marco Fabian Bunk
Editing Engineer
Jeopard
Jeopard
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Whoa yea! Hot summer night fell like a net, I got to find my baby yet, I need you, to soothe my head, Turn my blue heart to red. Doctor, doctor, gimme me the news I got a bad case of lovin' you, No pill's gonna cure my ill I got a bad case of lovin' you. A pretty face don't mean no pretty heart, I learned that, I learned that from the start, You think I'm cute, (I'm certainly do!) A little bit shy, Hey Mama, I ain't that kind of guy Doctor, doctor, give me the news I got a bad case of lovin' you, No pill's gonna cure my ill I got a bad case of lovin' you. Music Intro Whoa yea! I know how you like it, Baby, you like it on top, Tell me, mama, where will you gonna stop? You had me down, 21 to zip, (Is that a fact now?) Sign of Judas on your lip, I'm gonna shake my fist, I'm gonna knock on wood, I got it bad, and I got it good. Doctor, doctor, give me the news I got a bad case of lovin' you, No pill's gonna cure my ill I got a bad case of lovin' you. Doctor, doctor, I got a bad case for you Got a bad case!
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