Lyrics:

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.