The Hand That Feeds - Aerosmith

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please, doctor, doctor, please

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Feel like a old disease

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Get your sweet ass off the floor

Doctor, doctor, doctor

I can’t refuse any loose hearted lady anymore

I scream your name into the crowd

You feel the flame but you aren’t proud

Maybe your attitude ain’t right

So all that’s left for me to do is bite the hand that feeds me (Feeds me)

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, please

All the things you put me through

What the hell you want me to

Do all the things that Uncle John needs

I ain’t the dog that bites the hand that feeds me

In the middle of, with a spittle of

Et to the birds of a feather

When another day, love another way

Push, shove, make love, play

Never never, never ever

Never ever, never ever

Na na na na

Yeah, doctor, doctor, doctor

Please do what you can

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Would you please give me life a hand?

All the things you put me through

What the hell you want me to

Do all the things that Uncle John needs

I ain’t the dog that bites the hand that feeds me

Yeah, yeah

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please, doctor, doctor, please

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor