Lyrics of All choked up

Danny-

Well..i...feel so strange.
Well upon my word....
Now my brain is reelin and my ey-y-y- sights blurred
Well, i'm tremblin' alot.
I'm nervous and i'm hot
Uh-huh, i'm all choked up.

Well there's a fire alarm wailin' in my head
And my cirriculation cries condition red
I'm in a cold sweat, my t-shirt's all wet
Uh-huh, i'm all choked up

Oh, baby-baby-baby, take my heart, before it breaks.
My knees are weak,and my back bone aches,
My hands are colder than ice, my throat is locked in a vice,
Come on and change my pain to pa-r-a-dise.

Well there's a fever key runnin' through my skin
Don't you hear me knockin', won't ya let me in,
You know i'm your fool, so dont you be cruel,
Uh-huh, i'm all choked up.

Girls: now listen here:

Sandy:

So you're standin round in a dizzy spell,
It's a situation i know prettty well,
Well, i been there too, so i feel for you.
Uh-huh, i'm all choked up

Girls: and further more:

Sandy:

So you're down and out, and you're against the wall,
And you say that i'm the one that did it all,
I'm sure you're sincere, it gets me right here,
Uh-huh, i'm all choked up.

Oh baby, take my heart and don't complain,
My poor heart just can't stand the strain,
I can cure your disease, come on and say pretty please,
Take your medicine down on your knees.

Danny:

I got a fever: a hundred-four fahrenheit,
I need your lovin', can i come over tonight?
Feelin' low down, my equilibrium's shot,
Give me, the tranquilizer you got.

Well baby take my ring, 'cause you're my match.

Sandy:

Well, i still think there's strings attached,

Danny:

You're writin' my epitaph,

Sandy:

Well, that's just tough and a half.

Danny:

You're gonna make me die,

Sandy:

Don't make me laugh.

Danny and sandy:

Well, i'll forgive for what you put me through,
'cause i do believe you really love me too.
I look in your eyes, the sufferin dies,
Uh-huh, i'm all choked up.

Everyone(guys, girls, sandy, danny):

Uh-hey, hey, hey, hey.

D & s: i'm all choked up

Uh hey, hey, hey, hey.

D & s: i'm all choked up