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Fever, Fever high-school belle But the pageants never panned out well until "Dr. Dr. build your best!" Now a rainbow ends on both your breasts And there's a gold rush, gold rush, baby For a gold rush, for a gold rush girl And you're a gold rush, gold rush, baby You're a gold rush, you're a gold rush girl Now I could leave these hills behind and Spend my life down in the mines where Pick and nugget, one by one They all melt when the work is done And there's a gold rush, gold rush, baby For a gold rush, for a gold rush boy And I'm a gold rush, gold rush, baby I'm a gold rush boy, a gold rush. Attention Niners of this state: I've got seven sticks of dynamite on my plate I served six months, five for a three-moon night And to one like me what's a boomin fight? She's a boomin site. Letras de cancionesPistol Pete and Pistol Gin, How could you not have heard of them? They loaded up their covered trucks and Headed West to test their luck And there's a gold rush, gold rush, baby For a gold rush, for a gold rush song. And there's a gold rush, gold rush baby There's a gold rush on, a gold rush From Letras Mania