Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Fever

I have fever in my bones.
I keep night-time in my soul.
Sing the blues all day,
I got fever in my bones.

Girl, you speak in un-tamed verse of greater men than me,
And I don’t need no other medicine to quiet me.

You’re playin’ soft rhythm and sweet melody. The stars are trippin’ out of line, and I don’t need no other medicine to quiet me.

Sing me somethin’ sultry, slow. You always rain on my parade. This fever in my bones is killin’ me, but I don’t need no other medicine to quiet me.

I was singin’ songs of pain on street corners and alleyways before you called me yours, blue eyes.
And our music was just in time, but hurtin’ songs ain’t like the lovin’ kind.

Lay a poor man’s money down. It’s all I ask of you.
I’m dancin’ with the Devil now, and Heaven don’t approve

There’s healin’ for our ugliness, but it ain’t in this, it ain’t in this.
Home is waitin’ warm and kind and callin’ us by name.
And I won’t rest til’ I find it Love, and you’re safe there with me. Cause’…

I have fever in my bones.
I keep night-time in my soul.
Sing the blues all day,
I got fever in my bones.

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