Brite Nitegown lyrics

I dreamed I had a feverI was pushin' one-oh-threeMy mom's all upset - cryin' by my bedsideEverybody's prayin' for meI hear a scratchin' at the windowI somehow twist myself aroundI realize I'm eyes to eyesWith the fella in the Brite NitegownBrite NitegownBrite NitegownYou can't fight with the fellaIn the Brite NitegownThe eagle flies on FridayMy baby wants to bashI hit the ATM - and march down the streetWith a roll of party cash.Right then a couple lit-up brothersThey gently put me on the groundThey do the steal and leave me to dealWith the fella in the Brite NitegownBrite NitegownBrite NitegownYou can't fight with the fellaIn the Brite NitegownTen milligrams of ChronaxWill whip you back through timePast Hebrew kings - and furry thingsTo the birth of humankindI shared in all of nature's secretsBut when I finally came aroundI'm sittin' on the rug gettin' a victory hugFrom the fella in the brite Brite NitegownBrite NitegownBrite NitegownYou can't fight with the fellaIn th
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