Bad Case of Chelsea Blues (Doctor, Doctor)
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A hot summer night. Couldn’t find the net
I’ve gotta find a winner yet
Hazard’s (not) hurt. The flame is fed.
Courtois’ out. Was shown straight red
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Doctor Doctor, gimme the news I got a
Bad case of Chelsea Blues
Eva Brauns and Swansea Swans. I got a
bad case of Chelsea Blues
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A pretty face. A naive heart.
Now John Terry won’t even start
You think I’m cute, a little bit shy
Wenger, I ain’t that kind of guy
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Doctor Doctor, gimme the news I got a
Bad case of Chelsea Blues
No pity. Three-nil to City. I got a
Bad case of Chelsea Blues
¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Whoa
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I know I like it, I like it on top
We’ve already dropped five points. When is it gonna stop?
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You had me down in sixteenth place
We’re in a relegation race
Shake my fist, knock on wood
Fake results. Understood?
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Doctor Doctor, gimme the news I got a
Bad case of Chelsea Blues.
Berahino gonna bury Mourinho. I got a
bad case of Chelsea Blues.
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