Dr. feelgoodmotley cruerat-tailed jimmy is a second hand hodhe deals out in hollywoodgot a '65 chevy, primered flamestraded for some powdered goodsjigsaw jimmy he's runnin' a gangbut i hear he's doin' okgot a cozy little job, sells the mexican mobpackages of canycainehe's the one they call dr. feelgoodhe's the one that makes ya feel alrighthe's the one they call dr. feelgoodcops on the corner always ignoresomobody's getting paidjimmy's got it wired, law's for hiregot it made in the shadegot a little hideaway, does business all daybut at night he'll always be foundselling sugar to the sweetpeople on the streetcall this jimmy's townhe's the one they call dr. feelgoodhe's the one that makes ya feel alrighthe's the one they call dr. feelgoodhe's gonna be your frankensteini've got one thing you'll understandhe's not what you'd call a glamorous mangot one thing that's easily understoodhe's the one they call dr. feelgoodhe'll tell you he's the kingof these barrio streetsmoving up to shangri-lacame by his wealth as a matter of lucksays he never broke no lawtwo time loser running out of juicetime to move out quickheard a rumor going roundjimmy's going downthis time it's gonna stickhe's the one they call dr. feelgoodhe's the one that makes ya feel alrighthe's the one they call dr. feelgoodhe's gonna be your frankensteinlet him soothe your soul, just take his handsome people call him an evil manlet him introduce himself real goodhe's the only one they call "feelgood"