Call the Doctor

J-j-j-joy
 He got a bad feeling, he got a bad feeling
 Yeah, she winds him up, yeah, yeah, she winds him up
 He got a bad feeling, he got a bad feeling
 Yeah, she winds him up, yeah, yeah, she winds him up
 Electric candles keep me warm
 Oh, how my cat can be unkind
 She keeps me hanging on the phone, oh baby
 Oh, what a j-j-j-j-j-j-joy
 She's got me squealing
 She's too old for you, yeah, she's too old for me
 There ain't no prison that I'd rather be in
 Call the doctor, call the doctor
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Electric candles keep me warm
 Oh, how my cat can be unkind
 She keeps me hanging on the phone, oh baby
 Oh, what a joy to be alive
 Oh baby, am I running out of time?
 What a joy to be alive
 Am I running out of time?
 I'm running out of time
 I'm running out of time
 I'm running out of time
 I'm running out of time
 I'm running out