Lyrics

I... don't know you
but still I can't help myself
I'd.... gigolo you,
but you've got me not feeling well
you... take away all my strength,
got me awake in a cold sweat

I think you're so smashin' and I
think you've got fashion
My mind, you fill with passion,
and I just wanna tell you how i feeeel.


It's not that hay
It's not that jungle
there's just no way
I've got that yellow.
I've got no scarlet
spring's a deceiver
so i gotsta have that fever
for Morgan Dever

I've got the Deeeeverrr
got that Dever Dever Dever Fevuhuhuh.
(I'm a believer, for that Morgan Dever)
I've got the Deeeeverrr
got that Dever Dever Dever Fevuhuhuh.
(I'm a believer, for that Morgan Dever)


You incite my hunger, say what
about your mother
i became your big fan
when i saw your father do that keg stand.
He, he wore that P-hat, and you, you wear that P-hat
no I, I can't believe that, no not, not Mr. Dever
and Youuu... you've got me panting, panting - out of breath
(such a sensation, oh, what a temptation)
and I..... I'm gettin hot, burnin' up till there's nothin lefff


It's not that hay
It's not that jungle
there's just no way
I've got that yellow.
I've got no scarlet
spring's a deceiver
so i gotsta have that fever
for Morgan Dever

I've got the Deeeeverrr
got that Dever Dever Dever Fevuhuhuh.
(I'm a believer, for that Morgan Dever)
I've got the Deeeeverrr
got that Dever Dever Dever Fevuhuhuh.
(I'm a believer, for that Morgan Dever)