Well, things are getting bad now Since your woman left you, just can't do without it The other day you even read a book That tells you how to go about it It says to join an evening cla** Or hang around in zoos and railway stations And gives you lots of lines to use And how to make the best of situations You know it's just a bunch of crap, you used to do okay But that was long ago and far away You got the fever You got the fever You gotta love her And you gotta leave her It's something you can't fight [hey hey hey] Let's call it something polite Like the fever of love Fever of love The girls that want you you don't want The girls you want they never seem to want you The girls at work are married And the girls at dances never seem to want to The girls in bars are always with a friend Or waitin' for their new fianc And you tell the barmaid you're just lonely She just smiles and says: "that's what they all say" So you look up some old number you said you'd never use And tell yourself you win instead of lose You got the fever You got the fever You gotta love her And you gotta leave her It's something you can't fight [hey hey hey] Let's call it something polite Like the fever of love Fever of love You got the fever You got the fever You gotta love her And you gotta leave her It's something you can't fight [hey hey hey] Let's call it something polite Like the fever of love Fever of love