Oh I got to, yeah I got to Call out your name and it use to Make me feel good, yeah, real good
My body is out for a rebound I want to, I really want to Be doing the things that we ought to
You know what to give Give me all you got before I'm gonna get a bad fever Gonna get a bad fever
Here comes the red van It's my gun man A part of my heart with a beer can
It's no scam, much better than Those fatty creeps with a bad tan
I got shivers, he's my Peter Pan I'm Tinkerbell going to Neverland
Come on over, I’ll make you understand You could be my cover, You could be my man
I got to, yeah I got to Call out your name and it use to Make me feel good, yeah, real good
My body is out for a rebound I want to, I really want to Be doin the things that we ought to
You know what to give Give me all you got before I'm gonna get a bad fever Gonna get a bad fever
Come on over, I’ll make you understand, You could be my cover, You could be my man
Don’t you ever feel that we're spinning the wheel? Don’t you ever see I'm head over heels? Don’t you ever wonder how it would feel to give me all you got?
Don’t you ever feel like that we're spinning the wheel? Don’t you ever see I'm head over heels? Don’t you ever wonder how it would feel to give me all you got before I'm gonna get a bad feverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
