Oh, She's On Fire Oh, She's On Fire Hot to trot, she's a bit insane Little bit of pleasure With a little bit of pain I got to be smokin' So I know without a doubt Where there's the smoke There's the fire, so I gotta boot it out Say oh, She's On Fire Oh, She's On FireOnly child with a hang down lip Starve for love and you pay your chip Little by little, catch enough to me She's more of a woman And I thought she'd be to me Hungry girl, she's a city slick Sayin' the one, on a losin' stick She's On Fire She chop my head on a guillotine She's my flame, she's a feather my chief
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