Joe Bonamassa - SICK IN LOVE

I should be medicated – I’m debilitated, There’s nothing I can do. Put me where they find ‘em – deep in some asylum, Let me forget about you. I’m absolutely, positively, sick in love with you. Here’s the situation – I need an operation, Bring me a doctor and a nurse. Give me anesthetic – isn’t this pathetic? They are tellin’ me it could be worse. I’m absolutely, positively, sick in love with you. I’m absolutely, positively, sick in love with you. Sick in love… All my friends said to leave her, It’s too late, I got the fever. My brother said, “Forget her now” But they never met her. And after all this time… This ain’t getting’ better. Now I can’t hack it – I need a straitjacket, I love you and I can’t stop. I need a pill now, I’m truly truly ill now, any second I will drop. I’m absolutely, positively, sick in love with you. I’m absolutely, positively, sick in love with you. I’m sick in love… I’m absolutely, positively, sick in love with you. Oh I’m sick in love baby, oh no… Oh I can’t stop baby…