Lyrics Suzanne Vega

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

0n the verge of burnin'

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 runnin'

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 burnin'

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

99.9 Fahrenheit degrees