p**** Fever Lyrics

Called the doctor on the telephone
Said I got the fever, it won't leave me alone
Called the doctor on the telephone
Said I got the fever, it won't leave me alone
Said doctor is there something you can do
He said not so son, I got it too
Said doctor is there something you can do
He said not so son, I got it too

I think I got it
I think I got it
I think I got it
I got p**** fever

Said you better get your a** on out to LA
Try to find yourself something better there
Spent the night in that hotel
Tried to get me something to make me feel good, feel good
But I think I got it (gimme some)
I think I got it
I think I got it
I got p**** fever (late at night, early in the mornin')

Pass me the Jagre, put it in my cup
Slam it jam it down and do I want another what?
Uma Thuma Thurman got the b*** now
Jimmy smoked the crack but I don't give a f***
Hocus pocus, I can't even focus
Your girl's on my d*** like a locust
Pass me the Jagre, put it in my cup
Slam it jam it down and do I want another what?

Uma Thurman got the b*** now
Jimmy smoked the crack but I don't give a f***
Coulda had a V8, instead I had forty
When your girl's on my c*** she called ya