There is a house in New Orleans

Where you woke from a coma and they bit your cheek

And they cleaned you out when you went to sleep

Oh, I just wanna change your mind

And it might become right away

But you're haunted by the morning sun

You keep digging till the night is over

I ain't no doctor, babe

I ain't no doctor, son

But I'll cool your fever till the doctor comes

It's a miracle, babe, but it ain't no fun

It might become right away

But it's not here now

It's the chance of it I hate

It's a hundred thousand miles off

Comin' closer everyday