Lyrics Robert Palmer - Bad Case Of Loving You
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Whooaaaaa
The hot summer night fell like a net
I've got to find my baby yet
I need you to soothe my head
Turn my blue heart to red
Doctor, doctor, give me the news
I've got a bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of lovin' you
A pretty face don't make no pretty heart
I learned that, buddy, from the start
You think I'm cute, a little bit shy
Momma, 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
Whooaaa
I know you like it, you like it on top
Tell me, momma, are you gonna stop?
You had me down, 21 to zip
Smile of Judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I've got it bad, and I've got it good
Как сеть нас накрыла горячая ночь,
И только ты можешь сейчас мне помочь.
В ночи свою детку мне нужно найти,
Чтоб сердце от грусти своё мне спасти.
Скажите мне, доктор, диагноз какой?
Встречался вам раньше влюбленный больной?
Скажите, лекарств ведь от этого нет? –
“Влюбленность не лечат!” – таков был ответ.
Красавицы сердце жестоким бывает –
Для многих жизнь этот урок повторяет.
По виду я классный и скромный чуть-чуть,
Узнай меня лучше, других ты забудь!
Скажите мне, доктор, диагноз какой?
Встречался вам раньше влюбленный больной?
Скажите, лекарств ведь от этого нет? –
“Влюбленность не лечат!” – таков был ответ.
В твоём это вкусе, всё будет “тип-топ!”
Ответь мне скорее, не скажешь ты “Стоп!?”
Всё было прекрасно с девяти до утра,
В улыбке Иуды прочёл я: “Пора!”
По дереву стукни, на счастье “дай пять” –
Как дальше всё будет, кто может сказать?
Скажите мне, доктор, диагноз какой?
Встречался вам раньше влюбленный больной?
Скажите, лекарств ведь от этого нет? –
“Влюбленность не лечат!” – таков был ответ.
Doctor, doctor, gimme 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
The hot summer night fell like a net
I've got to find my baby yet
I need you to soothe my head
Turn my blue heart to red
Doctor, doctor, give me the news
I've got a bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of lovin' you
A pretty face don't make no pretty heart
I learned that, buddy, from the start
You think I'm cute, a little bit shy
Momma, 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
Whooaaa
I know you like it, you like it on top
Tell me, momma, are you gonna stop?
You had me down, 21 to zip
Smile of Judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I've got it bad, and I've got it good
Как сеть нас накрыла горячая ночь,
И только ты можешь сейчас мне помочь.
В ночи свою детку мне нужно найти,
Чтоб сердце от грусти своё мне спасти.
Скажите мне, доктор, диагноз какой?
Встречался вам раньше влюбленный больной?
Скажите, лекарств ведь от этого нет? –
“Влюбленность не лечат!” – таков был ответ.
Красавицы сердце жестоким бывает –
Для многих жизнь этот урок повторяет.
По виду я классный и скромный чуть-чуть,
Узнай меня лучше, других ты забудь!
Скажите мне, доктор, диагноз какой?
Встречался вам раньше влюбленный больной?
Скажите, лекарств ведь от этого нет? –
“Влюбленность не лечат!” – таков был ответ.
В твоём это вкусе, всё будет “тип-топ!”
Ответь мне скорее, не скажешь ты “Стоп!?”
Всё было прекрасно с девяти до утра,
В улыбке Иуды прочёл я: “Пора!”
По дереву стукни, на счастье “дай пять” –
Как дальше всё будет, кто может сказать?
Скажите мне, доктор, диагноз какой?
Встречался вам раньше влюбленный больной?
Скажите, лекарств ведь от этого нет? –
“Влюбленность не лечат!” – таков был ответ.
Doctor, doctor, gimme 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
Whooaaaaa
Night hot fell like a net
I've got to find my baby yet
I need you to soothe my head
Turn my blue heart to red
Doctor, doctor, give me the news
I've got a bad case of lovin 'you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of lovin 'you
Pretty heart
I learned that, buddy, from the start
You think a little bit shy
Momma, 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
Whooaaa
I know you like it, you like it on top
Tell me, momma, are you gonna stop?
You had me down, 21 to zip
Smile of Judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I've got it bad, and I've got it good
As the net covered us with a hot night,
And only you can help me now.
In the night I have to find my baby,
So that my heart from my sadness to save me.
Tell me, doctor, what diagnosis?
Have you met a patient in love before?
Tell me, because there is no medicine for this? -
“Love doesn't cure!” Was the answer.
Beauties heart cruel happens -
For many, this lesson repeats life.
By the look I am cool and modest slightly,
Get to know me better, forget the others!
Tell me, doctor, what diagnosis?
Have you met a patient in love before?
Tell me, because there is no medicine for this? -
“Love doesn't cure!” Was the answer.
In your taste it, everything will be “tip-top!”
Answer me soon, won't you say “Stop !?”
Everything was beautiful from nine until the morning,
I read Judah's smile: “It's time!”
Knock the tree, for good luck “give me five” -
How further everything will be, who can say?
Tell me, doctor, what diagnosis?
Have you met a patient in love before?
Tell me, because there is no medicine for this? -
“Love doesn't cure!” Was the answer.
Doctor, doctor, gimme 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
Night hot fell like a net
I've got to find my baby yet
I need you to soothe my head
Turn my blue heart to red
Doctor, doctor, give me the news
I've got a bad case of lovin 'you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I've got a bad case of lovin 'you
Pretty heart
I learned that, buddy, from the start
You think a little bit shy
Momma, 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
Whooaaa
I know you like it, you like it on top
Tell me, momma, are you gonna stop?
You had me down, 21 to zip
Smile of Judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I've got it bad, and I've got it good
As the net covered us with a hot night,
And only you can help me now.
In the night I have to find my baby,
So that my heart from my sadness to save me.
Tell me, doctor, what diagnosis?
Have you met a patient in love before?
Tell me, because there is no medicine for this? -
“Love doesn't cure!” Was the answer.
Beauties heart cruel happens -
For many, this lesson repeats life.
By the look I am cool and modest slightly,
Get to know me better, forget the others!
Tell me, doctor, what diagnosis?
Have you met a patient in love before?
Tell me, because there is no medicine for this? -
“Love doesn't cure!” Was the answer.
In your taste it, everything will be “tip-top!”
Answer me soon, won't you say “Stop !?”
Everything was beautiful from nine until the morning,
I read Judah's smile: “It's time!”
Knock the tree, for good luck “give me five” -
How further everything will be, who can say?
Tell me, doctor, what diagnosis?
Have you met a patient in love before?
Tell me, because there is no medicine for this? -
“Love doesn't cure!” Was the answer.
Doctor, doctor, gimme 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