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Matthew Frederick Jaffe
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Matthew Frederick Jaffe
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My brain is working so damn fast,
I might just blow a fuse
Today could really be my last,
I got nothing left to lose
Or maybe I'll short circuit
And just go out with a bang
But is it even worth it,
If nobody knows my name
I got a fever,
Got a fever on the rise
Can't ya see it glimmer
Like hot pokers in my eyes
I got a fever,
Got a fever on the soul
Can't ya see it simmer
Like I'm walking on hot coals
I got a fever (I got a fever)
I got a fever (I got a fever)
I got a fever baby (I got a fever)
Today I woke up angry,
Today I woke up mean
I read the morning paper,
And I couldn't help but scream
I skimmed across the headlines,
I saw your name in bold
I'm turning off the faucet,
But I can't regain control
I got a fever,
Got a fever on the rise
Can't ya see it glimmer
Like hot pokers in my eyes
I got a fever,
Got a fever on the soul
Can't ya see it simmer
Like I'm walking on hot coals
I got a fever (I got a fever)
I got a fever (I got a fever)
I got a fever baby (I got a fever)
My brain is working so damn fast,
I might just blow a fuse
A terra cotta army
With the terra firma blues
I got a fever (I got a fever)
I got a fever (I got a fever)
I got a fever baby (I got a fever)
Writer(s): Matthew Frederick Jaffe
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