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Rosemary’s the kind of girl
Who need no reason
She’s the kind that just won’t
Settle down
Rose are out of season
She’ll be done for treason
She’ll be hanging from a tree
Upside down
Fever, fever
Where you tryin’ to run
Fever, diva
Rosemary is not done
Well...
Rosemary’s the kind
Tired of her beauty
She has taken all her
Barriers down
So you best believe her
The girl will give you fever
She’s the kind to heat you up
And cool you down
Fever, fever
Where you tryin’ to run
Fever, diva
Rosemary...
She’s not done
Not done
Done
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