U.R.A Fever - The Kills

Walk you to the counter, (What you got to offer?)

Pick you out a solder, (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 -- you ain't born typical.

You are a fever, you are a fever -- you ain't born typical.

Livin' in a suitcase, (Meet a clown, fall in love.)

Went down to have you over, (Going 'round a breakup.)

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 newborn 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.