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Paroles: The Kills. U.R.A. Fever.

walk you to the counter
[whatchya 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
ya ain't born typical
you are a fever
you are a fever
ya ain't born typical

livin' in a suitcase
[meet a clown, fall in love]
we down at heavy rover [???]
[climb around and break up]
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 new-born 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