Bruce Botnick - I'm your doctor (backstage private rehearsal) lyrics

Headache strike you baybeh You begin to feel so feel so gloan Ain't nothin' you need.. But a double dose of love Woman, I'm your doctor And oh yes, I know just what ya need. (Jim: Let me see your credentials.) I.. got my doctor's certificate. (Jim: PHD or MD or RX?) I got it right here.. in my pants. (Jim: Whooaaa. Show it to me.) Listen here, baybeh You're not feelin' so good I know what ya need Double-dose a' love Woman, I'm your doctor. (Jim: Prove it!) And I know.. what you need. (Jim: Waa-wow!) You need a hot-beef injection And whoa yes, it have to come from me. (Jim: Is that like gettn' a hot dick?) You wake up in da mornin'.. Girl you're not feelin' so good You need a man ta love you Just like you knew you would Listen, baybeh Well, I'm your doctor And I know.. what ya need You need a Polish sausage Whoa yeah, baybeh, have to come from me Jim: I could go along with everything except the Polish sausage. What does that got to do with it, man? Ray: Well, just that little sausage A polish ??? Ray: Magnificent ivory John: That's right that was toxic, man