Waitin', wonderin', why I can't be with you
Debatin' my judgment of your strange attitude
The first time I saw you everything was natural
It wasn't much longer to find out you were unavailable
I've got this fever
It keeps me on my feet
You pass by me
But you keep actin' sweet
Spelling words and truth will start conflicting
The stories and feelings making me the victim
Can't you see I'm not the other woman
Who would seek to lead you into sure collision
I've got this fever
It keeps me on my feet
You pass by me
But you keep actin' sweet
My sense of integrity
Will not be wasted, won't be misstated
Your shifty scheming
Will not be trusted, I don't have time for this mess
You need to find your own place to grow
Don't make me, don't make me
A part of this variety show
I've got this fever
It keeps me on my feet
You pass by me
But you keep actin' sweet
I've got this fever
It keeps me on my feet
You pass by me
But you keep actin' sweet
But you keep actin' sweet
