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Dr. Feelgood
Dr. Feelgood


Background information
Origin Canvey Island, Essex, United Kingdom
Genre(s) Pub Rock
Blues Rock
Years active 1971—present
Label(s) United Artists Records
Associated acts Eddie and the Hot Rods
The Kursaal Flyers
Website Website
Members
Robert Kane
Steve Walwyn
Kevin Morris
P H Mitchell
Former members
Lee Brilleaux
Wilko Johnson
John B Sparks
The Big Figure
John 'Gypie' Mayo
Johnny Guitar
Buzz Barwell
Pat McMullen
Gordon Russell
Pete Gage
Dave Bronze



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Dr. Feelgood Album


A Case Of The Shakes (1980)
1980
1.
Jumping from Love to Love
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Who's Winning
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12.
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Jumping from Love to Love

[No lyrics]

. . .


(larry wallis)

I go to the kitchen
You go to the hall
I say meet in springtime baby
You say wait till fall

You're always going some place else
You're always going some place else

I'll say baby
Let me take you to the stars
I'm up here on the moon
You're over there on mars

You're always going some place else
You're always going some place else
I don't want to spend my life
Talking to myself
Why must you always be going some place else

I'm climbin' mountains
While you go under ground
I look in the country
Baby you're out in the town
You're always going some place else
You're always going some place else

I go to the races


The day you go to church
I call in a private eye
And you call off the search

You're always going some place else
You're always going some place else
I don't want to spend my life
Walking by myself
Why must you always be going some place else

- guitar solo -

You're at the riviera
And me I'm up the creek
I'm playing solitaire
You're dancing cheek to cheek
Going some place else
You're always going some place else

I gotta see you baby
No matter what the cost
Just as I start closing in
That's when our lines get crossed
You're always going some place else
You're always going some place else
I don't want to spend my life
Walking by myself
Why must you always be going some place else

. . .


(Nick Lowe)

Some say you're a scrubber
Some say you're contagious too
I don't care when they shoot the air
From where I'm standing you're beautiful
Some say that you're ugly
Some say that you're past it too
I don't mind when they shoot that line
Cause the oldest fiddle plays the sweetest tune

I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world

Some say you're a danger
Some say you're a teaser too
Sticks and stones will never break your bones
From where I'm standing you're beautiful

I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world

They say that beauty is only skin deep
And they say it's in the eye of the beholder
I don't know I just can't agree
Cause all I know is when I see you gotta hold ya

- Guitar Break -

They say that beauty is only skin deep
And they say it's in the eye of the beholder
I don't know I just can't agree
Cause all I know is when I see you gotta hold ya

Some say that you're ugly
Some say that you're past it too
I don't mind when they shoot that line
Cause the oldest fiddle plays the sweetest tune

I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world
I want you best in the world
(repeat to fade)

. . .


(wallis/brilleaux/sparks/martin/mayo)

I had a house I had a car
I used to smoke the best cigars
The taste of oysters and champagne
Now it's all gone down the drain
Cause she's gone left me stretched out on the floor
Wonder can I take it any more

And I'm punch drunk...

I had a horse it couldn't lose
Get ready for the real good news
I started writin' massive cheques
A nose from home it broke it's neck
I'm in debt for a terrible amount


It's a wonder I ain't gone down for the count

And I'm punch drunk...

I saw a way to make cash fast
I should have known it wouldn't last
I got taken for the sap
Not only that I took the rap
Makes me feel like throwing in the towel
Been in better places than the jail

And I'm punch drunk...
Punch drunk, I'm punch drunk, baby I'm punch drunk,
And I'm punch drunk, yes I'm punch drunk
(to fade)

. . .


Took my fancy train in 14 days
Now I'm a fancy friend speaking through the air(?)
My, my, my, look at them walk by
These jokers trying to be kings for the day

Come too late, a-wheeling roll-a-dice
Happy in a fool's paradise
My, my, my, pie in the sky
Jokers trying to be kings for the day

Winners laugh, losers scream
There ain't no exit from this stream
Old jokers trying to be kings for the day

See them come, see them go
Exit how in a picture show
And the jokers trying to be kings for the day

The Lady Love is pretty but she's mean
What you say's a game without a dream
My, my, my, look at them go by
Pie in the sky makes you gonna cry
Old jokers gonna be kings for the day
Old jokers gonna be kings for the day
You know old jokers gonna be kings for the day

. . .


I want to make violent love
To you by the moon above
I want to make violent love to you

I want to kiss every night
And hold and hug you tight
I want to make violent love to you

I don't want to be frantic
I don't want to cramp your style
You're driving me into a panic
You almost drive me wild

I want to make whoopee too
And have a little fun with you
I want to make violent love to you


I don't want to be frantic
I don't want to cramp your style
You're driving me into a panic
You almost drive me wild

I want to make whoopee too
And have a little fun with you
I want to make violent love to you

. . .


(Krekel)

No mo do Yakamo
What you say, no more pay
Here's the catch, no more scratch
No mo do Yakamo

No mo do Yakamo
Living high, lying low
Living fast, dying slow
No mo do Yakamo

Don't let it alarm ya
Think of it as karma
You were really burning for a while
Wasting every dime
Spending it like time
Guess you gonna have to change your style

No mo do Yakamo
Living high, lying low
Living fast, dying slow
No mo do Yakamo

. . .


(Linde/Rush)

You treat a man like a dog and that's just what you get
You may try to leave him but he'll follow you yet
Can't do a thing to get him off a your trail
You better give up, he's hot on your tail

You used to laugh at me when I said I'll come back
You let me roll over, you let me play dead
You think your little lap dog is dragging you down
I'm a oooh love hound

You went downtown and I followed you there
A sniff of perfume still hung in the air
You took the taxi, I took my time
Rolled down the window and you hid me outside

You used to laugh at me when I said I'll come back
You let me roll over, you let me play dead
You think your little lap dog is dragging you down
I'm a oooh love hound

No earthly reason to live in my home
Just pure motor reflex is keeping me going
Don't bother explaining it'll bring me down child
All I can hear is the call of the wild

You can tease your little puppy mama, that's alright
But when they grow up they just love to fight
You tremble in the dark when you hear that sound
I'm a oooh love hound

A love hound howls under the moon
A love hound gonna come and love you soon
Love you baby till the morning light
Feel that little old love hound bite
Open up your window mama, what's that sound
I'm a oooh love hound

. . .

Who's Winning

[No lyrics]

. . .


(lee brilleaux/gypie mayo)
You know good thingYou drive me to drinkIf I've had my wayI'd put you awayBaby, you got it coming to you
The way you doBaby, you better come throughClean up your actsI'm grinding my axeBaby, you got it coming to you
I'm sorry you're not glad about itIn fact I'm even proud about itWhat I did and who with

You've had your dayGet down on your knees girl, start to prayLove isn't blindYou better hope I'll change my mindBaby, you got it coming to you
- guitar solo -
Love isn't blindYou better hope I'll change my mindBaby, you got it coming to youYou got it comingOh baby, got it comingYou got it coming to youYou got it coming to you

. . .


(fasterly/brilleaux/sparks/martin/mayo)

Well I mean
You look good to me
Something you got
Has got a hold of me

But honey, baby what can I say
I can't help it you don't run away
Your body
Your body
Your body
Your body drives me wild
Your body
Your body
Your body
Your body drives me wild

You're big for your size
You look young for your age
You hurt my sides
When I close to your face

But honey, baby what can I say
I can't help ityou don't run away
Your body
Your body
Your body
Your body drives me wild
Your body


Your body
Your body
Your body drives me wild

- guitar solo -

Well I mean
You look good to me
Something you got
Has got a hold of me

But honey, baby what can I say
I can't help it you don't run away
Your body
Your body
Your body
Your body drives me wild
Your body
Your body
Your body
Your body drives me wild
Your body
Your body
Your body
Your body drives me wild
Your body
Your body
Your body
Your body drives me wild

. . .


(fasterley/brilleaux/mayo)

Sheila sheila well what you know
I should have said this a long time ago
You got a case of the shakes
A case of the shakes
You make me tired when your permanently wired
Baby got another classic case of the shakes

Getting out of bed you just can't stand
Stir your coffee with a shaky hand
You got a case of the shakes
A case of the shakes
You make me tired when your permanently wired
Baby got another classic case of the shakes


Listen baby now listen good
You won't come down and I wish you would
A case of the shakes
A case of the shakes
I think it's time that you started trying
You'll be dying with a case of the shakes

Don't just think you're the only girl
I some times think that the rest of the world
Has got a case of the shakes
Case of the shakes
You make me tired when your permanently wired
Baby got another classic case of the shakes

Case of the shakes, got a case of the shakes
(to fade)

. . .


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