It was a dirty September

The moon was blue

I was thinking of Prince

When I collided with you

Got caught in a fever

Felt my temperature rise

Don't start crying'

'Cause you don't understand

Potions and lotions are never gonna make you a man

You can name your poison

Get down and pry

But don't call a doctor

You just need a kiss a day

Well you can call me bad

You can call me rude

But I got a fever

And I know I got it from you

So go tell your mama

She can keep her advice

C'mon, c'mon, gonna kiss it like a bad boy could

Make it better

Oh you know I could

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, let me kiss it good