Songtext von Beaver Fever

I´m cruising on, down the road I´m passing fields, I´m passing woods I´m getting closer, yeah, to my pleasure I take a look, down on me I see my "fishing stuff", waiting for me I´m getting closer, yeah, to my pleasure Now I´m here, I won´t drop no tears Meat is all I need, I´m getting feel A fever I´m sick of beaver fever to put some furr on my wall I´m sick of beaver fever to get something for my balls