Suzanne Vega - 99.9 F

99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Stable now, with rising possibilities It could be normal, but it isn't quite Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem to me Like a man On the verge of burning 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Pale as a candle And your face is hot And if I touch you I might get what you've got You seem to me Like a man On the verge of running 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Something cool Against the skin Is what you could be Something cool Against the skin Is what you Could be needing 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees You seem to me Like a man On the verge of burning 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Something cool Against the skin Is what you could be Something cool Against your skin Is what you Could be needing 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees 99.9 Fahrenheit degrees