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»
I said «My hands are sweaty and my knees are weak
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 told 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»
Well I tossed and turned 'til 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»