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Fever (Live at Grace's House) Video (MV)




Performed By: Grace Wiles
Language: English
Length: 4:38
Written by: Grace Wiles




Grace Wiles - Fever (Live at Grace's House) Lyrics




The taste of you upon my tongue
Is curing all my aches
Look at you and I wake up
There's caffeine in my veins
When you're near, my brain is clear
And I can think again
And when you drop by, my heart stops
I don't want to be your friend

I can't get up
My head is stuck
In the same old stupid place
This hospital bed
Is becoming my friend
Since the last time I saw her face

So call the doctor
I need a prescription
Or maybe something more
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure
So call the doctor
I need some helping to get my feet back on the floor
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure

Candy lips, ruby red
I press them to my own
Your hair, a halo around your head
Some kind of angel, I know
Your glistening skin, it does me in
Love shouldn't taste this good
Sensation is sticking, you're so addicting
And I know I should

Call the doctor
I need a prescription
Or maybe something more
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure
So call the doctor
I need some helping to get my feet back on the floor
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure

Got me under, got me under weather now
Got a fever, baby, it's not going down
Got me under, got me under weather now
Got a fever, baby, it's not going down
Got me under, got me under weather now
Got a fever, babe...

So call the doctor
I need a prescription
Or maybe something more
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure
So call the doctor
I need some helping to get my feet back on the floor
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure
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The taste of you upon my tongue
Is curing all my aches
Look at you and I wake up
There's caffeine in my veins
When you're near, my brain is clear
And I can think again
And when you drop by, my heart stops
I don't want to be your friend

I can't get up
My head is stuck
In the same old stupid place
This hospital bed
Is becoming my friend
Since the last time I saw her face

So call the doctor
I need a prescription
Or maybe something more
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure
So call the doctor
I need some helping to get my feet back on the floor
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure

Candy lips, ruby red
I press them to my own
Your hair, a halo around your head
Some kind of angel, I know
Your glistening skin, it does me in
Love shouldn't taste this good
Sensation is sticking, you're so addicting
And I know I should

Call the doctor
I need a prescription
Or maybe something more
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure
So call the doctor
I need some helping to get my feet back on the floor
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure

Got me under, got me under weather now
Got a fever, baby, it's not going down
Got me under, got me under weather now
Got a fever, baby, it's not going down
Got me under, got me under weather now
Got a fever, babe...

So call the doctor
I need a prescription
Or maybe something more
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure
So call the doctor
I need some helping to get my feet back on the floor
I've got a sickness
And she is the cure
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Writer: Grace Wiles
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