i'm not a real doctor chords by Tyler Cassidy
Verse 1
G
I was 22 back in the 90s,
Em
up in Ohio's where you
could find me.
D
But I'm headed down to New Orleans,
C
and I got two of my friends beside me.
G
We were poor,
so we were staying out at Slidell,
Em
and I had just got my credit
card and my mail.
D
So I got us a rental car
C
that went real fast and drove real far.
G
It was a red Mustang GT,
Em
way nicer than my Buick from 1983.
D
It was B .A. and fast as what?
C
I'm feelin', feelin' hot
and I'm lookin' for love
G
So we head down to Pat O 'Brien's
Em
and I spot some girls as we stand in line
D
And I tell this cute girl that I'm premed
C
I coulda told her the truth
without lyin' instead
G
Cause I'm not a real doctor,
not the kind that gives meds away
Em
I'm a self -proclaimed doctor like Dr. Dre
D
In New Orleans,
I'm just tryin' to get some love today
C
And I'll admit it when I say I lied to her
G
I'm not a real doctor
Not the kind that does surgery
Em
I transformed her to a doctor
so she flirt with me
D
Now I know it won't be long
before she's desertin' me
C
Cause she gon' find
out certainly I lied to her
G
Em
G
I'm not a real doctor
Now everything is going great,
Em
I'm Dr. Love Jones,
and I found my date,
D
plus I play college football,
that's why she chose us,
C
so I buy this girl a dozen roses,
G
and we sit down at a table for six,
Em
and I pay some man to come
take our pick,
D
there's a couple guys playing
C
I'm to find my love down in Louisiana
G
And we sat in, hurricanes
Em
For a few more hours till
we're going insane
D
She's sitting on my lap,
and she's kissing me drunk
C
Smells like Tibetan cherries,
and I'm falling in love
G
Is it the lip balm she's wearing,
or her cigarettes?
Em
The whole room's spinning round,
me and over my head
D
When all of a sudden,
my best friend Jalopi says
C
I'm not a real doctor, I'm only a copy
G
So I'm not a real doctor,
not the kind that gives meds away
Em
I'm a self -proclaimed doctor like Dr. Dre
D
In New Orleans,
I'm just trying to get some love today
C
And I'll admit it when I say I lied to you
G
I'm not a real doctor,
not the kind that does surgery
Em
I transformed into a doctor
so you flirt with me
D
And I knew it wouldn't be long
for you to desert me
C
Cause you will find out certainly I like you
G
I'm not a real doctor
Now the girls are creeped out
Em
G
so they're walking away
Em
G
And I'm mad as heck,
Em
G
I got nothing to say
Em
G
My best friend sold me out,
Em
G
my whole life is a lie
Em
G
Yeah, I just told these girls
Em
G
I'm a regular guy
Em
D
Oh, irregular guys
C
G
don't get love from girls like you
D
Yeah, irregular guys
C
G
don't get love from girls like you
You You You
Em
Then my friends left me
alone in New Orleans
D
C
Em
I wander the streets
of New Orleans alone
as I think to myself why, why, why, why
D
C
G
D
I even came to this place, New Orleans,
C
G
you spit in my face.
Em
And some man creeps
out of an alley
Cm
and asks me for a cigarette.
Em
I see the dirt in his nails,
Cm
I can smell the chimbeen
on his breath
Em
There's something in my gut,
it tells me this man,
Cm
yeah he's looking for sex
Em
He's probably already got
twenty victims,
Cm
and I'm about to be his next
Em
So I run like the wind
down Bourbon Street
Cm
Yes, I run with the speed of a bear
Em
I hear whistles from bystanders
as I pass by
Cm
And the wind, well, it jostles my hair
Em
I look over my shoulder,
the old man is closer
Cm
He's quick,
yeah, he's gaining some ground
Em
Now he finally up on my heels
as he grabs for my coat
Cm
D
An d he spins me around
C
He says, young man,
please don't be scared,
G
C
for I am your friend. I abandoned my young son, Jalopi,
G
when he was just ten,
C
and I've searched high and
G
low for Jalopi ever since then.
C
And my search for Jalopy's
D
brought me to New Orleans again
C
Then Ja lopy comes round the corner
G
in that red mustang
C
As he spots the old man
G
I can see his eyes well up with pain
C
Yeah, he says, Dad, you look older,
D
but somehow you look the same.
Em
D
The old man says, no, son, no,
G
C
I've got a sickness deep down in my soul,
Em
broken hearted
D
Since the day that I left
G
C
I can't get this weight off of my chest
Em
I've got heart disease and gum disease
D
And I've got lice and I've got fleas
G
I've got HIV's and malaria
C
And I think I've got diphtheria
Em
And I get migraines every day
D
So I pop pills to stop my pain
G
But the guilt don't ever go away
C
No, I don't go a single day
Em
Without regret for what I've done
D
I left behind my only son
G
Til I beat, don't you know
C
your daddy loves you
Em
And then the old man turns to me
D
He asked me, could I help him please?
G
C
He heard I was a doctor, oh no
G
I'm not a real doctor,
not the kind that gives meds away
Em
I'm a self -proclaimed doctor like Dr. Dre
D
In New Orleans,
I'm just trying to get some love today
C
And I'll admit it when I say I lied to her
G
I'm not a real doctor,
not the kind that does surgery
Em
I transformed her to a doctor
so she'd play with me
D
And I knew it wouldn't be
long
before she deserted me
C
Cause she would find out
certainly I lied to her
G
I'm not a real doctor
Outro 1
Thank you.
i'm not a real doctor
Tyler Cassidy
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