Hay Fever

Ray Davies, released on Misfits, © Davray Music Ltd. 1978

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Sitting by my stereo all alone

My baby calls me on the telephone

She says, Baby take me out for a dance

I tell my baby I feel so bad

I can't go out and it's making me sad

But when you see me, I know you will understand

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I got hay fever, blocking up my head

Hay fever, I ought to be in bed

How can I dance when I can hardly breathe

Wish I could cure this infernal allergy

I got, hay fever blocking up my brain

Hay fever, feel the sinus pains

And all the pills and the powders are in vain

Thought I was cured but here it comes again

It goes ooh-ah

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The pollen count's getting higher and higher

My eyes are sore and my nose is on fire

My throat's dry now and I'm starting to perspire

My stuffed up head's killing all of my desire

I got hay fever, you wicked allergy,

Hay fever, you put the curse on me

and I've inhaled every know remedy

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I can't stay cool 'cos I'm starting to sneeze

I can't make love when I can't hardly breathe

We start to dance and my nose starts to bleed

There must be a cure for this hay fever

Is there a pill or a powder I can take

I must get a cure, for my romance is at stake

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Hey fever, you tore my image down

Hey fever, I must look like a clown

I must have used every tissue in town

I'm running round sniffin' like a hound

It goes ooh-ah

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I wanna kiss but I'm sneezin' instead

I can't make love when my head feels like lead

How can I pose when my nose is all red

We should be home, should be tucked up in bed

But I got hay fever

Hay Fever

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Hay Fever

Hay Fever

Hay Fever

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