Starve a Fever - The Atomic Fireballs

Starve a fever

Feed a cold

Can?

t forget the ills

That I?

ve been sold

Can?

t forget the blues

Those awful ways

Slap me once, slap me twice

And send me on my ways

Starve a fever

Cool a chill

Oh, God

I feel so ill

Been there once

Comin' too soon

Jump back step back

And spit at the moon

'Bout 1 or 2

Took us for a trip

No passport needed

Just your nice fat lips

'Bout 1 or 2

Took us for a spin

Time to get back in line

And do it all again

Starve a fever

Feed a Cold

Can?

t forget the ills

That I?

ve been sold

Can?

t forget the blues

Those awful ways

Slap me once and twice

Send me on my way

Send me on my way

Send me on my way

Got to send me

Got to send me

Got to send me on my ways

Got to send me

Got to send me

Got to send me on my ways