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You Got The Fever
04:35
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Gunna go right through again
Gunna go right into the night
I hold my breath and count to ten
Can’t calm down, but I feel alright
But I don’t know what this gon’ be
I don’t know but I’m gon’ see
I don’t know if I’m in love but it is all the same to me
When it’s this good, oh Lord does this feel good
So let’s go! You got the fever so don’t take it slow
So let’s go! She took the yes so I won’t take no no
We head out for a second date
Time moves fast and it gets real late
Then she pulls me toward her lips
She pulls a smile and I can’t think straight
So I don’t know who she’s gon’ be
Don’t know what she sees in me
I don’t know if she’s in love but it is all the same to me
When it’s this good, oh Lord does this feel good
So let’s go! You got the fever so don’t take it slow
So let’s go! She took the yes so I won’t take no no
She says “you know, so don’t pretend
I’m sure we’re more than friends”
So let’s go! You got the fever so don’t take it slow
So let’s go! She took the yes so I won’t take no no
So let’s go! You got the fever so don’t take it slow
So let’s go! I’m sure you won’t say no
Ooooh,
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Ho Ho Ho Ho
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Ho Ho Ho
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Duelers
05:03
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Oh no, here we go,
another stupid fight ‘cause I said hello
It’s so useless, it’s so useless
I stride for the door,
but it doesn’t really matter ‘cause you’re already sure
We’ll go through with this, I can’t do this
‘Cause every single hour of every single day
to never know what’s right, to never know what’s okay
So I say
Are we lovers? Or are we duellers in disguise?
I can’t bear this when there ain’t no compromise
We are seething, and it’s clouding our clear minds
The inner peace that I keep
is falling out of my reach, oh Lord
The blood flows to my hands
filled with coal, grit and sand, oh no
‘Cause every single hour of every fucking day,
to never know who’s right, to never know who’s to blame
It’s the same
So are we lovers? Or are we duellers in disguise?
I can’t bear this when there ain’t no compromise
We are seething, and it’s clouding our clear minds
Oh no here we go
another stupid pointless fight and you stayed yellow
But I noticed, I noticed
So you crawl for the door, and your tears don’t really matter
when you’re stuck to the floor
You’re so helpless,
God help us
Am I scary? Am I scaring you to death?
Well I hope so, ‘cause the rage I feel’s intense
and you did this, but I expected no less.
No returning, we have passed that point my dear
So stop your begging, or you’ll miss the moment here
When my blade halts, and your heartbeat disappears,
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes…
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Flint Moore England, UK
Flint Moore is a grunge, folk and rock band based in Norfolk. They are known for their energetic play style to create a great live experience.
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