Walk you to the counter, [What you got to offer?]
Pick you out a soda, [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.]
Laughin' 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
Livin' in a suitcase, [Meet a clown, fall in love.]
Went down to have you over, [Going 'round a breakup.]
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 newborn 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
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