"I'm On Fire"
(originally by [bad word] Springsteen)

Hey, little boy, is your mama home?
Did she go and leave you alone?
Oh, got a bad desire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire

Tell me now, baby, is she good to you?
Does she do to you the things that I do?
Oh, I can take you higher
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, edgy and blunt
Put a six inch valley through the middle of my soul
Oh, at night I lay at home with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight [bad word] through the middle of my head
But you, you cool my desire

Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and blunt
Put a six inch valley through the middle of my soul
Oh, at night I lay at home with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight [bad word] through the middle of my head
But you, you cool my desire
Oh, I'm on fire