Must-a been high, must-a had plenty   If she had one   (Don't know)   Might-a had twenty      Flat on my back   With the wind out of my sail   My friends all say   I look a little skinny and pale      Caught a nasty little bug   One thing sure   There ain't no cure   When you're down with love      Enough to make a grown man cry   Or make a mule comply   (Comin' down with love)   Enough to make a soul man straight   Or make a wildcat domesticate      My head's too hot   My nose a little runny   My family doctor   Stuck me twice and stole my money      Mirror, mirror on the wall   Let me tell you what I see   Some kind of strung out fool   Looking back at me      I need a miracle drug   'Cause one thing sure   There ain't no cure   When you're down with love      Enough to make a grown man cry   Or make a mule comply   (Comin' down with love)   Enough to make a soul man straight   Or make a wildcat domesticate      Flat on my back   With the wind out of my sail   My friends all say      I need a miracle drug   'Cause one thing sure   There ain't no cure   When you're down with love      Enough to make a grown man cry   Or make a mule comply   (Comin' down with love)   Enough to make a mad dog tame      And give a man a good name   One thing's sure   There ain't no cure   When you're down with love