Hey, little girl, is your daddy home?
Did he go and leave you all alone?
I got a bad desire.
Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire.
Tell me now, baby, is he good to you?
Can he do to you the things that I do?
Oh, no.
I can take you high.
Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire.
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby,
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul.
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the middle of my head.
And you, you cool my desire.
Oh, oh, oh Im on fire.
Oh, oh, oh Im on fire.
Oh, oh, oh Im on fire.
Ohhh-hooo-hooo...
Ohhho-whooo...
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