Song Info
Share URL of this page

Blue Eyed Bedroom Fever - by Toree Montgomery
Another fun Toree original. Toree and I play dueling guitars on this one.
Author
Copyright
Album
Uploaded on
Genre
Copyright
Album
Uploaded on
Genre
Take charge
Charts position
» highest in charts: # 31 (46,587 songs currently listed in Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 5 (5,057 songs currently listed in Country > Country-Pop)
» highest in sub-genre: # 5 (5,057 songs currently listed in Country > Country-Pop)
Lyrics
There's this cowboy that I see most everyday.
He doesn't even notice when I pass his way.
This man is just a figment of my imagination's soul.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever I can't take home.
He's got me wonderin' what I'm going to wear tonight.
He's got me thinkin' 'bout those arms that hold me tight.
This man is just a figment of my imagination's soul.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever I can't take home.
There's a doctor's office on the way from work.
I'd better stop to see what's wrong.
He asked me what my symptoms were.
I said I'm feelin' not too strong.
Well my heart skips a beat and my appetite
Is just about all gone.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever I can't take home.
The therapy the doctor told me was flirt.
Said a sexy smile, a shy wink or two won't hurt.
Well the cowboy, when he looks at me,
Now he wants to take me home.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever that turns me on.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever that turns me on.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever I can take home.
He doesn't even notice when I pass his way.
This man is just a figment of my imagination's soul.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever I can't take home.
He's got me wonderin' what I'm going to wear tonight.
He's got me thinkin' 'bout those arms that hold me tight.
This man is just a figment of my imagination's soul.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever I can't take home.
There's a doctor's office on the way from work.
I'd better stop to see what's wrong.
He asked me what my symptoms were.
I said I'm feelin' not too strong.
Well my heart skips a beat and my appetite
Is just about all gone.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever I can't take home.
The therapy the doctor told me was flirt.
Said a sexy smile, a shy wink or two won't hurt.
Well the cowboy, when he looks at me,
Now he wants to take me home.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever that turns me on.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever that turns me on.
I've got this blue eyed bedroom fever I can take home.
