Well, my temperature is rising
My spirit is sinking low
My mind begins to wander
No telling where it might goI got the fever
Got to find the cure
If I don't see my doctor
Gonna be the end of the showOh, my knees begin to buckle
My hands begin to shake
My eyes are seeing double
Tell me, how much more can, must I take?I got the fever
Got to find the cure
If I don't see my doctor
Gonna be the end of the showWoahNothing matters but the fever
Nothing matters but the fever
Oh, yeahStone cold sweat
Deep, dark depression
When it's a lonely avenue
Down, down, down
'Till I'm under
Tell me, what more can a poor boy do?I got the fever
Got to find the cure
If I don't see my doctor
Gonna be the end of the show
Oh, yeahNothing matters but the fever
Nothing matters but the fever
Nothing matters but the fever
Nothing matters but the fever
Songwriters
LEAVELL, CHARLES ALFREDPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.