Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood,
He deals out in Hollywood.
Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames,
Traded for some powdered goods.
Jigsaw Jimmy, he's runnin' a gang,
But I hear he's doin' o.k.
Got a cozy little job, sells the Mexican mob
Packages of candycaine.
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood,
He's the one that makes ya feel alright,
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood.
Cops on the corner always ignore,
Somebody's getting paid.
Jimmy's got it wired, law's for hire,
Got it made in the shade.
Got a little hideaway, does business all day,
But at night he'll always be found
Selling sugar to the sweet
People on the street,
Call this Jimmy's town.
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood,
He's the one that makes ya feel alright,
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood,
He's gonna be your Frankenstein.
I've got one thing you'll understand:
He's not what you'd call a glamorous man.
Got one thing that's easily understood:
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood!
He'll tell you he's the king
Of these barrio streets.
Moving up to Shangri-La
Came by his wealth as a matter of luck.
Says he never broke no law.
Two time loser running out of juice.
Time to move out quick.
Heard a rumour going round,
Jimmy's going down,
This time it's gonna stick.
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood,
He's the one that makes ya feel alright,
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood,
He's gonna be your Frankenstein.
Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand,
Some people call him an evil man.
Let him introduce himself real good,
He's the only one they call «Feelgood».