Lyricist&composer:Greg Fitzgerald/Tom Nichols

I've been bitten by the bug and I am coming downwith oh
Something that can't be cured
There aint a doctor in this town who is nore qualified than you
Yeah to be so adored
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Fever fever

I am ready for the news so tell me straight
Hey doctor just what do you diagnose
There aint a surgeon like you any place in all the world
So now shall I remove my clothes
So tell me what do you advise for these symptoms
A heart beating faster and work is a disaster
I'm lovesick when you're not around
Check me over
When strong hands are healing
I'm dancing on the ceiling