I'm the fervor of the fever you can't sweat
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I'm the garments drenched and dripping wet
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I'm a spring of flowing fume and fret,
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I'm the melody stuck in your head
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And I don¡¯t mind the afterglow
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No, I don¡¯t mind the afterglow
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I don¡¯t mind
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The Afterglow
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| The Receiving End Of Sirens |