Of fire
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(C) Joost Tel / Chielie. Duur: 4:10 min..

Save me the sweettalk; don't talk at all
Too fine a head; and I have seen them all
Too fine a feeling there to make a masquerade
When you undo me really - you really make me fade

As clear as ever; forever near
As far as never; but only here
Unholy baby; you raise the wholly dead
You really do me, baby - you give a holy head

Say don't you know - fire, fry me till rive
I will not go - life wire, skin me alive
I buckle up, buckle down, buck all over desire
(and I) Burn! Goodness gracious!

Flash me an eyelash; move me over a leg
Push me over, baby; my pride will beg
Keep coming on; keep coming, come on
Make me go, go until I'm over and gone

You've got the body; you've got the body divine
You turn a fine man; you turn a fine man to swine
To talk of shame; it is to not talk at all
You hire heaven; you make a beautiful ball

Say don't you know - fire, fry me till rive
I will not go - life wire, skin me alive
I buckle up, buckle down, buck all over desire
(and I) Burn! Goodness gracious!

In the dark where the vultures glide, that's where all your lovers hide
If you want them to come on out you'll have to rearrange your clout
You may be a beauty yet if someone dares to cut your nasty net

Say don't you know - fire, fry me till rive
I will not go - life wire, skin me alive
I buckle up, buckle down, buck all over desire
(and I) Burn! Goodness gracious!