Fever
BY: Adam Lambert.
There he goes.
My baby walks so slow.
Sexual tic-tac-toe.
Yeah I know we both know.
It isn't time, no.
But could you be m-mine?
We'll never get too far.
Just you, me and the bar.
Silly ménage à trois, sometimes.
Would you be m-mine?
Would you be m-mine?
Would you be m-mine?
Oh baby, light's on.
But you're mom's not home.
I’m sick of laying down alone, hey.
With this fever, fever, yeah.
My one and only.
I wanna get you alone.
Give you fever, fever, yeah.
There it goes.
You're still my soul and so.
’Cause, sweetheart.
No-no-nobody a-kno-kno-knows me.
Or