Fever, Fever

Fever, fever
Shiver, shiver
All over your body
Burning in your brain
It's a fever and you got it strong
You like this feeling and there is nothing wrong
Sweat, sweat,
It rolls on your forehead
Descending on your cheeks;
It's fair to ask her to dance
So slip on your shoes and get started!
Because you know she's like you
Because you know she feels it too.
Fever, fever
Saturday nights are made for you to dance
Sunday mornings are made for cuddling
But first you gotta ask her to dance the night away
So you and she can get rid of the
Fever, Fever

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