When A Man - Alexiane

When a man’s got a fever

And he looks at you

You can see through the shivers

Can’t you?

When a man’s got a fever

And he chooses you

You wanna dance by the fire

Don’t you?

Your baby’s got a hold on you

He got you singing

Ouh Ouh Ouh Ouh

He’s really got a hold on you

He got you singing

And by now you should know better

He’s just a little sun in you winter

Drunk kisses and promises feel really good don’t they?

A little bit of luck in your sadness

And it’s brave of you to try to make it last

To hang on to his calls and messages

You try to find meaning in his nothings

But hell if it gives you butterflies

Then maybe it’s time to turn around now

When a man’s got a fever

And he chooses you

You wanna dance by the fire

Don’t you?

Oh Your baby’s got a hold on you

He got you singing

Ouh Ouh Ouh Ouh

He’s really got a hold on you

He got you singing

When a man’s got a fever

And he chooses you

You wanna dance by the fire

Don’t you?

Oh Your baby’s got a hold on you

He got you singing

Ouh Ouh Ouh Ouh

He’s really got a hold on you

He got you singing