Fever

there's a fever,on the freeway,in the morning, in the morning,and the lover,smiling for me,without warning, without warning,there's an outlaw,on the highway,and she's falling, and she's falling,man ! i must have been blind,to carry a torch for most of my life,these days i m hanging around,your out of my heart, get out my town,there's a fever,on the freeway,in the morning, in the morningand the loversmiling for mewhilst she's falling, whilst she's fallingman ! i must have been blind,to carry a torch for most of my life.these days i m hanging around,your out of my heart, get out my town,there's a fever,on the freeway,in the morning, in the morningand the lover,smiling for me,without warning, without warningman ! i must have been blind,to carry a torch for most of my lifethese days i m hanging aroundyour out of my heart get out my town