When I get home from my job
I turn on my T.V.
But I can't keep my mind on the show
When I lay down at night
Oh, I can't get no sleep
So I turn on my radio
But the only sound I hear
Is you whisperin' in my ear
The words that you used to say
Now my days grow longer
As my love grows stronger
And the fever gets worse and

I got the fever for a girl
I got the fever
Oh, I got the fever
There ain't nothing that a poor boy can do
When he's got the fever for a girl
I got the fever
Oh, I got the fever
Well, you left this little boy

I can remember comin' home
I see you standin' at the stove
With the dishes on the table
Dinner ready to go
Or maybe on out to a movie show
Somethin' that you'd like to see
Oh, baby, you're my sun in the morning
And my moon at night
I think about you, baby
I feel alright
Days grow longer
As my love grows stronger
And the fever gets worse and

I've got the fever for a girl
I got the fever
Oh, I got the fever
There ain't nothing that a poor boy can do
When he's got the fever for a girl
Got the fever
Oh, I got the fever
Yea, you left this little boy blue

I can remember comin' home
I see you standin' at the stove
With the dishes on the table
Dinner ready to go
Or maybe on out to a movie show
Something that you'd like to see
Oh, baby, you're my sun in the morning
And my moon at night
I think about you, baby
I feel alright
Days grow longer
Love grows stronger
And the fever gets worse and

I've got the fever for a girl
I got the fever
Oh, I got the fever
There ain't nothing, there ain't nothin' I can do
When he's got the fever for a girl
Got the fever
Oh, I got the fever
Left this little boy blue, well

Sure left this little boy blue
There ain't nothin' I can do
Oh, I've got the fever, baby
Baby please come home
I don't wanna be alone
I got the fever for you, girl

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Writer(s): BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN