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 class   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   Its something you can't fight   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 waiting' for their new fiance   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   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   Its something you can't fight   Let's call it something polite   Like the fever of love, fever of love