doctor, doctor, give me the news
is it true you can cure
my summertime blues?
too much smoke and tar dust,
just tell me the truth
is it true i'll feel better
if i murder my youth?
oh, doctor, doctor,
i have nothing to lose
i can put it away
if there isn't a use
i'll just be honest
this's not what i'd choose
if given the chance
i'd put a stop to this ruse
oh doctor, doctor, i hate living loose
but if i stopped now
there's just too much i'd lose
doctor, doctor, tell me it isn't true
if you're really gone
then i'll tie my own noose
