Interpret:

Alan Jackson

Album:

34 Number Ones, CD1

I called my doctor on the telephone
''Help me doctor, there's something wrong
I can't shake it, it's gone too far''
He said, ''Tell me what your symptoms are''


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I said ''My hands are sweaty and my knees are week
I can't eat and I can't sleep
It's turning me every way but loose''
He said, ''It sounds like love's got a hold on you
No doubt, love's got a hold on you''


I tould my buddies I was settling down
No more of this running 'round
They looked at me like I was a fool
And said ''Come on tell us what's wrong with you''


chorus


Well I tossed and turned 'till the morning light
Holding my pillow hanging on for life
There ain't nothing I can do
They said, ''It sounds like love's got a hold on you
Sounds like love's got a hold on you''


chorus