Fever Free - Dizzyride
Written by:Zoë Kiefl/Nicola Donà
High standards she knows what they are
No room temperature caviar
You get what you see
No potentiality
Hasn't it been implied
You lose so you're disqualified
High standards she knows what hers are
Your mistakes won't get you far
You see the way she's glowing
She fixes her lipstick now
I'm delighted without showing
She caught my eye with her highbrow
She lacks of empathy
Girl make me fever free
High standards never got her far
Her real friends she don't know who they are
Beware of what you see
She's lost her own identity
You see the way she's glowing
She fixes her lipstick now
She's got her nose up in the air
She doesn't have a care
She wants my sympathy
Girl make me fever free
Girl make me fever free
Girl make me fever free
Girl make me fever free
Girl make me fever free