Ain't what you want
But it's what you gonna get
I'm gonna play some rock n' roll
The best I can
The samba group has been caught by police
They did nothing but this cops are mostly racist
I know it isn't right
I know it isn't real
I'm gonna show you how it feels
42 degrees
Midnight
You better hold tight
Yellow fever nights
Yellow fever nights
This is a big wild fire
It's getting higher oh, yeah
Yellow fever nights
The sweat running down your body
Matches the fire in your eyes
Hold me tight
In yellow fever nights
This is not Berlin
Or sweet home Alabama
It's a gunfight at broad daylight
On Copacabana
Despite corruption
Filth and lies
After the storm
The Sun always shines
If you don't take the chance
You gonna regret
And maybe get yourself
A heart attack
Don't lose your hope
Don't lose your track
Once you've been here
You might come back
Yellow fever nights
Yellow fever nights
This is a big wild fire
It's getting higher, oh, yeah
Yellow fever nights
The sweat running down your body
Matches the fire in your eyes
Hold me tight
In yellow fever nights
Oh don't you walk away
No matter what they say
You know the place is here
You can now break free
Don't let you mama know
You came far abroad
To hear rock n' roll
Yellow fever nights
The sweat running down your body
Matches the fire in your eyes
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