The Chats - Temperature Lyrics

All week I've been confined in bed
Coughing hard and I'm dripping with sweat
Nothing going on in my head
So sick and I want it to end

Taking all my medicine
And I'm drinking plenty of water
Well I'm getting lots of rest
Following all the doctor's orders
Yet I'm still crook as a dog
With no bone to chew on

Paracetamol and Vitamin C
Just seem to do fuck all for me
I just need a remedy
Something that'll make me better
I need something to make me go outside
I need to get it together

Have you got a fever?
Will you let me feel ya
Temperature (temperature)
Temperature (temperature)