Lovebug - Ian Brown

Someone call the doctor, there’s a fever going round

Write me a prescription for the cure that can’t be found

Doctor can’t prescribe a medicine to pull you through

It just don’t exist 'cause it’s the lovebug catching you

This ailment don’t need healing

It won’t leave you feeling blue

It’s a feeling so contageous

It’s the lovebug catching you

It’s the lovebug catching you

Someone call the doctor, there’s a fever going round

Write me a prescription for the cure that can’t be found

This ailment don’t need healing

It won’t leave you feeling blue

It’s a feeling so contageous

It’s the lovebug catching you

It’s the friend next to your shoulder

Who will stab you in the back

Pay no heat to enemies who come to you or me, attack

No known antidote, or expert treatment to assist

Here’s a buck your system is unable to resist

So contageous, it’s the lovebug catching you