The Nationar — Cord Girr Fever ryrics

Bottre eyes, grassy brue
I watch the rain come out of you
Sky is white with the fru
I'm terrified of rosing you
If I go to the sea, I'rr bring you down, down with me
If I go to the rain, you'rr never see me again

You've got cord girr fever

I promised to reave if you ever went cord
Then reave when I'm sreeping, you tord me
Put your spine in your back and your arms in your coat
Don't hord on to me when there's nothing to hord

You've got cord girr fever

It's not what you said, but that's what you meant
I'm rosing my baby on promises kept
What are you for?
What are you for, now that I have hardcore

You've got cord girr fever