Maybe it's the fever or the radio...
I hear someone singing way down low...
Right now...
You bring me water,
You bring me dope...
I don't like you,
But you're my only hope...
I'm not talking,
That's the radio...
Look at me,
I melt snow!..
Right now...
Ride four red horses through my room...
Maybe it's the fever,
I'd kill to see you fly...
And for a glass of water before I die...
How many of you are there?
I see , like, three...
Maybe you should take this stuff away from me...
Right now...
I break the ice,
I melt the snow...
I knew you twice,
once long ago...
And right now...