Fever
You think you feel fever coming for you all around
But don't be so sure it is the magic you have found
Right, it's Saturday night, and everywhere's jumping
And inside this place is great 'cept for one thing, you
I see ya sitting with your cronies
Creeping over lonely ladies, sip Peronis
If only I had a pound for every time
One of your type tried to grab something that's actually mine,
I'm, taking a stand, remove your hand before you lose it
Can keep your glares, see we just came here for the music
You're telling me, belling me, sending a vibe
But your renegade remedy's ending the night
Making enemies, when are these up for a fight
Cos your energy's dead and they don't want your time
Get it?
Perhaps then if I speak more slowly
It might be news to you but you are not my one and only
Right, cos you need an invite
Not like, when I step to the mic
You're phoney
I'd rather go and smack the pony than to get close to you
And hear your voice go all moaney
You're baloney, yeah Judy knows what you're spurting
Your game just ain't working, it's so bad it's hurting
Let me give you some advice
Put your hands on us unwanted and I'll, end your life
Whoops! Did I just say that out loud?
Yeah I think I did cos we all stand together proud
These gals go Aerosmith as they say
There's the exit, walk that way
You think you feel fever coming for you all around
But don't be so sure it is the magic you have found
We can't be persuaded you can't make us come around
We just came to lose ourselves into the speakers' sound
You think you feel fever coming for you all around
But don't be so sure it is the magic you have found
We can't be persuaded you can't make us come around
We just came to lose ourselves into the speakers' sound
You think you feel fever coming for you all around
But don't be so sure it is the magic you have found
We can't be persuaded you can't make us come around
We just came to lose ourselves into the speakers' sound
But don't be so sure it is the magic you have found
Right, it's Saturday night, and everywhere's jumping
And inside this place is great 'cept for one thing, you
I see ya sitting with your cronies
Creeping over lonely ladies, sip Peronis
If only I had a pound for every time
One of your type tried to grab something that's actually mine,
I'm, taking a stand, remove your hand before you lose it
Can keep your glares, see we just came here for the music
You're telling me, belling me, sending a vibe
But your renegade remedy's ending the night
Making enemies, when are these up for a fight
Cos your energy's dead and they don't want your time
Get it?
Perhaps then if I speak more slowly
It might be news to you but you are not my one and only
Right, cos you need an invite
Not like, when I step to the mic
You're phoney
I'd rather go and smack the pony than to get close to you
And hear your voice go all moaney
You're baloney, yeah Judy knows what you're spurting
Your game just ain't working, it's so bad it's hurting
Let me give you some advice
Put your hands on us unwanted and I'll, end your life
Whoops! Did I just say that out loud?
Yeah I think I did cos we all stand together proud
These gals go Aerosmith as they say
There's the exit, walk that way
You think you feel fever coming for you all around
But don't be so sure it is the magic you have found
We can't be persuaded you can't make us come around
We just came to lose ourselves into the speakers' sound
You think you feel fever coming for you all around
But don't be so sure it is the magic you have found
We can't be persuaded you can't make us come around
We just came to lose ourselves into the speakers' sound
You think you feel fever coming for you all around
But don't be so sure it is the magic you have found
We can't be persuaded you can't make us come around
We just came to lose ourselves into the speakers' sound
Credits
Writer(s): Siobhan Mccluskey, Michael Daniel Rack, Pete Teverson, James Billinge, Dave Bushnell, Phil Le Galloudec
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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