U.R.A. Fever — The Kills: текст песни | pesni.ru
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U.R.A. Fever The Kills

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Walk you to the counter What do you got to offer Pick you out a solder Look at you forever Walk you to the water Your eyes like a casino We ain't born typical

Find a piece of silver Pretty as a diagram And go down to the Rio Put it in my left hand Put it in a fruit machine Everyone's a winner Laughing like a seagull

You are a fever You are a fever You ain't born typical You are a fever You are a fever You ain't born typical

Living in a suitcase Meet a clown, fall in love went down to have you over Going 'round a break up Take you to a jukebox That's the situation Pick you out a number And that's our arrangement

Dancing on the legs of a new-born pony Left right left right Keep it up son Go ahead and have her Go ahead and leave her You only ever had her When you were a fever

I am a fever I am a fever I ain't born typical I am a fever I am a fever I ain't born typical

We are a fever We are a fever We ain't born typical We are a fever We are a fever We ain't born typical We are a fever We are a fever We ain't born typical We are a fever We are a fever We ain't born typical