Already late to the union hall
Tired and dragging my feet on the ground
Doctor Feelgood lives right down my street
I feel run over and he heard me speak
"Doc please I'm getting weak in the knees"
And he said, "Cry tough, son, cry tough"

I told him about my dancing blues
And why I had to fill the band tonight
"Doctor Feelgood, I promised this lady
If I can't dance, she gonna break my nose"
He said, "Easy now, boy, 'cause I've got the antidote"

And he said, "Cry tough, for that girl on the floor
Help her up and watch her beg for more
Cry tough, go down your soul
You just need another shot of rock and roll"
Just need another shot of rock and roll
Take it away

Babe I been cripple since they threw me in school
Until I caught this new kind of spool
Called dancing fever and I have to have it
Crazy Doctor Feelgood encouraged my habit
All his time he would devote to discover the antidote

And he said, "Cry tough on your crutches too
You were born to be a dancing fool"
Cry tough, go down your soul
You just need another shot of rock and roll
Yeah, just need another shot of rock and roll
Look out

I need another shot of rock and roll
Need another shot of rock and roll
Need another shot of rock and roll