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I dreamed I had a fever
I was pushin' one-oh-three
My mom's all upset-cryin' by my bedside
Everybody's prayin' for me
I hear a scratchin' at the window
I somehow twist myself around
I realize I'm eyes to eyes
With the fella in the Brite Nitegown

Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can't fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown

The eagle flies on friday
My baby wants to bash
I hit the ATM-and march down the street
With a roll of party cash
Right then a couple lit-up brothers
They gently put me on the ground
They do the steal and leave me to deal
With the fella in the Brite Nitegown

Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can't fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown

Ten milligrams of Chronax
Will whip you back through time
Past Hebrew kings-and furry things
To the birth of humankind
I shared in all of nature's secrets
But when I finally came around
I'm sittin'on the rug gettin' a victory hug
From the fella in the Brite Nitegown

Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can't fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
I dreamed I had a fever    I was pushin' one-oh-three    My mom's all upset-cryin' by my bedside    Everybody's prayin' for me    I hear a scratchin' at the window    I somehow twist myself around    I realize I'm eyes to eyes    With the fella in the Brite Nitegown       Brite Nitegown    Brite Nitegown    You can't fight with the fella    In the Brite Nitegown       The eagle flies on friday    My baby wants to bash    I hit the ATM-and march down the street    With a roll of party cash    Right then a couple lit-up brothers    They gently put me on the ground    They do the steal and leave me to deal    With the fella in the Brite Nitegown       Brite Nitegown    Brite Nitegown    You can't fight with the fella    In the Brite Nitegown       Ten milligrams of Chronax    Will whip you back through time    Past Hebrew kings-and furry things    To the birth of humankind    I shared in all of nature's secrets    But when I finally came around    I'm sittin'on the rug gettin' a victory hug    From the fella in the Brite Nitegown       Brite Nitegown    Brite Nitegown    You can't fight with the fella    In the Brite Nitegown
 
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