From the recording "The Blue Album"
(N. Allen, R. Bouslaugh)
Nikolas Allen - All Vocals, Guitars, Drum Programming
Ryan Bouslaugh - Bass
Lyrics
“Just What The Doctor Ordered” by Nikolas Allen
Don’t you trip, don’t you flip, don’t you gimme no lip
Just write up a ‘scrip, let’s get on with it
The pain in my brain ‘bout to drive me insane
So put that good medicine all up in my vein
Just what the doctor ordered
She gonna cure my boogie fever
Don’t bother calling in the morning
Cuz we’ll still be dancin'
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ahhhhh
(What are you people, on dope?)
No lie, so high, got my head in the sky
My feet is on the ground, because I’m boogying down
Slide to the right, uh! Disco delight
Ma-ma-ma-move it to the left I’m feelin' so funky fresh, woo!
Just what the doctor ordered
She gonna cure my boogie fever
Don’t bother calling in the morning
Cuz we’ll still be dancin'
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ahhhhh
So put that fun on my tongue, gonna give it a run
Ride that moonbeam baby straight through to the sun
Eyes kaleidoscopic in my cosmonautic rocket
I been confetti-ready since the minute we dropped it so
Get up, get out, get down
Shooby-doo-wah
Get up, get out, get down
On the dance floor
Get up, get out, get down
Shooby-doo-wah
Get up, get out, get down!
Just what the doctor ordered
She gonna cure my boogie fever
Get what the doctor ordered
She makin' me a true believer
Take what the doctor ordered
She gonna cure my dirty disco boogie fever
Don’t bother calling in the morning
Cuz we’ll still be dancin' so
Get up, get out, get down
Shooby-doo-wah
Get up, get out, get down
On the dance floor (2x)
I got that boogie fever
On the dance floor
I got that boogie fever
On the dance floor