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

Walk you to the counter
what you got to offer
pick you out a soda
look at you forever
walk you to the water
eyes like a casino
you ain't born typical
find a piece of silver
pretty as a diagram
go down to the Rio
put it in my left hand
put it in a fruit machine
everyone's a winner
laughing like a seagull

you are a fever, you are a fever
you ain't born typical
you are a fever, you are a fever
you ain't born typical

living in a suitcase
meet a clown and fall in love
been dying to have you over
clown around and brake up
take you to a jukebox
that's the situation
pick you out a number
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

(Thanks to Eva for these lyrics)