it is time...

let's spill the truth...

you can't get enough of me...

and that's something the entire world can see.

oh, yeah...

let's set the record straight,

you're all over me,

like a figure eight.

drool pooling on your chin,

patience growing thin,

can't survive a day without my face,

'cause the beaver rules this place!

you all have the beaver fever,

and just don't know it yet.

you all have the beaver fever,

i'm already in your head!

oh, it started nice and easy,

thought it just a game,

fanboys fat and greasy,

papparazzi with no shame.

flashes everywhere i go,

always perfect style,

sometimes high, sometimes low,

always there for just a while.

don't need to run away,

because i run the show.

you're just getting glimpses,

of a life you'll never know!

you all have the beaver fever,

and just don't want to admit it.

you all have the beaver fever,

i own you, every single bit!