| Long time ago when the fever was high
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| And the man stood above he was touching the sky
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| The jungle was hot
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| And we were already to drop
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| He must have been out of his head
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| He as squeezing so tight
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| There’s too many problems in this city tonight
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| It’s a catch 22
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| And the devil well he’s always behind
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| who can survive this ordeal
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| Who can revive what we feel
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| When the fever get’s too high
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| When the fever starts to burn thru your side
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| When the fever get’s too high
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| What madness we desire
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| When the fever get’s too high
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| Get’s too high
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| Slide up honey
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| Don’t you move too fast
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| Pull down the blind
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| I can see this will last
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| Well he’ll take what he can
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| And he’ll bleed you so dry
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| The shadow was there
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| It was brief but so bright
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| Up flashed the man he was holding the knife
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| Brought down to bear
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| The canvas it moved into red
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| Who can survive this ordeal
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| Who can revive what we feel
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| When the fever get’s too high
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| When the fever starts to burn thru your side
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| When the fever get’s too high
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| What madness we desire
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| When the fever get’s too high
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| Well she didn’t know
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| He’s a nice boy really
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| Good to his mother
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| He would always love her That smile on his face
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| Heat of embrace
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| What could she do know
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| What could she say
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| When the fever get’s too high
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| When the fever starts to burn thru your side
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| When the fever get’s too high
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| When the fever starts to burn thru your side |