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