Gold Rush

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.
 Pistol 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