Intro
Verse 1
She's the kind that just won't, settle down.
Rose is out of season, she'll be done for treason,
She'll be hanging from a tree, upside-down.
Bridge 1
Fever, fever, were you trying to run,
Verse 2
She has taken all her, mirrors down.
So you best believe her, the girl will give you fever,
She's the kind to heat you up and, cool you down.
Bridge 2
Fever, fever, were you trying to run,
Aaaaahhhh
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