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Grateful Dead Fever

right Fever, fever, give me kisses, fever when you hold me tight. Fever, in the morning, fever all through the night. Fever, crazy like the fever, that is something you all know. Fever

called up yonder you can hear the angels sing At the Punkin Center Barn Dance God is gold the grass is green [ fiddle ] Yeah I left California just before the Grateful Dead