so hard to bear You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever (fever, burn through) in the mornin' An' fever all through the
give me fever when you kiss me Fever, when you hold me tight Fever in the morning Fever all through the night Everybody's got the fever That is something you all know Fever
Übersetzung: Little Willie John und Hank Ballard. Fever.
Übersetzung: Little Willie John und Hank Ballard. Fever 02.43.
so drop your pebble in the mainstreamn start a ripple it will buzz you like a tweak on your nipple tickle your sensibility speak just a little the words
of fact, I be on a manhunt You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer That's like Malcolm X, catchin the Jungle Fever King poetic, too
drill, mr. Chill gave me the green light Like yo the knife So ima force my will like the force I will Of course you will Take my time but wait behind
we a the danger Temper my god this ya sound ina temper Fever - some other sound bwoy die Ina fever Me see it ya you nuh see dead sound ina feve - fever
down the crazy river Somewhere down the crazy river Take a picture of this The fields are empty, abandoned '59 Chevy Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John
I'm Shakin' 2:20 Little Willie John (Isaac Toombs) King Single #5342 Recorded in Cincinnati, Dec 23, 1959 With Edwin Conley electric bass, Edison Gore
, matter of fact, I be on a manhunt You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer That's like Malcolm X catching the Jungle Fever King
Pier She says she likes holding something dangerous She pulls me close and whispers in my ear She says, "Come here little boy I'll put my pussy right on your face Because my fever
down the crazy river (Somewhere down the crazy river) Take a picture of this The fields are empty, abandoned '59 Chevy Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John
Bra size forty-five She wore a bra size forty-five, and when they played "I will survive" She went crackers, and her animal desires became much keener She said "John
matter of fact, I be on a manhunt You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer That's like Malcolm X, catchin the Jungle Fever King poetic