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 morning, 

And the lover 
Smiling for me 
Whilst she's falling, whilst 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 morning, 

And the lover, 
Smiling for me, 
Without warning, without warning 
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