Letras
You’ve got that fever tonight
You’ve got that fever alright
It’s in your soul
It’s what you know
The cab is waitin’ outside
No sense in running around
It won’t show up in the lost and found
Might as well give it away
And cruise on back to a better day
Lay out your bottle-fly suit
And slip on those Tanquery boots
Knocking ‘em down
Out on the town,
Everyone’s betting on you
Temperature’s under control
A steely-eyed dude on patrol
Crossing that line
Drinking red wine
The fever’s accustomed to you
Dust off your rhythm and blues
Just got hip to the news
You made your play
You’re on your way
Wearing those dancin’ shoes
Must be the time of year
Might be a new career
Take em by storm
Sell em the farm
Hold up your glass and cheer