Scabs - p**y Fever lyrics

Called the doctor on the telephone Said I got the fever, it won't leave me alone Called the doctor on the telephone Said I got the fever, it won't leave me alone Said doctor is there something you can do He said not so son, I got it too Said doctor is there something you can do He said not so son, I got it too I think I got it I think I got it I think I got it I got p**y fever Said you better get your a** on out to LA Try to find yourself something better there Spent the night in that hotel Tried to get me something to make me feel good, feel good But I think I got it (gimme some) I think I got it I think I got it I got p**y fever (late at night, early in the mornin') Pa** me the Jagre, put it in my cup Slam it jam it down and do I want another what? Uma Thuma Thurman got the bu*t now Jimmy smoked the crack but I don't give a f** Hocus pocus, I can't even focus Your girl's on my dick like a locust Pa** me the Jagre, put it in my cup Slam it jam it down and do I want another what? Uma Thurman got the bu*t now Jimmy smoked the crack but I don't give a f** Coulda had a V8, instead I had forty When your girl's on my co*k she called ya