Suzanne Vega 99 9 degrees fahrenheit

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