Playing With Fire
WHEN I WAS JUST A LITTLE MAN
I STOLE MY DADDYS ZIPPO AND
HALF A CAN OF HIS LAWNMOWER GASOLINE
I FLIPPED THE TOP AND LET IT SPARK
IT LEFT A SCAR UP MY RIGHT ARM
AND A HOUSE WITHOUT A PORCH ACROSS THE STREET
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
YOU WOULD THINK THAT ID OF LEARNED AFTER HOW BAD IVE BEEN BURNED
BUT I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN YOUR HOT RED LIPS
THE AMBER ON YOUR SHORT TIGHT DRESS
OR JACK FIRE TELLIN ME GIVE IT A TRY
I KNEW YOU WERE THERE WITH HIM
HE LOOKED TO BE 'BOUT SIX FOOT TEN
BUT YOUR NUMBER WAS WORTH MY TWO BLACK EYES
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
IM HYPNOTIZED BY DANGEROUS CRAZY GETS ME HIGH I GUESS
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
NOW IM YOURS AND GIRL YOUR MINE
I CANT BELIEVE A YEARS GONE BY
I CANT BELIEVE HES IN HERE TONIGHT
I KNEW THERE WAS TROUBLE WHEN HE GRABBED YOU BY THE ARM AND THEN
ASKED ME IF I WANNA STEP OUTSIDE
IVE NEVER BEEN AFRAID OF A FIGHT
BUT IVE GOT SOMETHIN BETTER IN MIND
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
I KNOW WHERE HE PARKED HIS TRUCK ITS DARK OUT IN THAT PARKIN LOT
AND I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE
I LOVE PLAYIN WITH FIRE