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| ==Lyrics==
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| ===Verse 1===
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| :Two weeks ago I saw you, I was feeling off my peak
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| :I hope that you can help because my heart is growing weak
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| :To get a good diagnosis, don't use that instrument on your shelf
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| :Instead you need to look inside yourself...
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| ===Chorus 1===
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| ::Don't call the doctor
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| ::I don’t need one more M.D. to write a prescription
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| ::To fix my chemistry; I just need a refill
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| ::Of your time and energy
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| ::Give it to me, give it to me...
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| ===Verse 2===
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| :In my analysis, our synthesis is taking much too long
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| :I can’t dismiss a suspicion your hypothesis is wrong
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| :To grasp the subject firmly, you must study her very well
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| :Or the prize you get will simply be no belle...
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| ===Chorus 2===
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| ::Don’t call the doctor
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| ::I don’t need a Ph.D. to write me a thesis
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| ::Arguing for our potency; just tell me your feelings
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| ::In front of your defense committee
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| ::Give it to me, give it to me...
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| ==Notes==
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| * 2006-03-26 changed verse 2 line 3 from "You must grasp the concept firmly"
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