CALL THE FIRE BRIGADE
(Rick Springfield) |
Fell like I'm on a desert island
Half the Sahara sand in my shoes
My throat is as dry as a shotgun
I'm gonna overheat and blow a fuse!
Back when she was a virgin
It was like walking with ice on the ground
Now when I think of my hot shot lady
It's hard to keep my temperature down!
And I swear she's gonna burn me down
--look out!
CHORUS
Call the fire brigade!
Call the fire brigade!
She's tearing me apart
Call the fire brigade!
Call the fire brigade!
Before the first starts--
Ooh my sweet firehouse lady, firehouse lady!
Mama, call up the fire station
I know that you just don't approve
Tell them I'm meeting my firehouse lady
And they better be ready to move
I don't know what she¹s gonna do
REPEAT CHORUS TWICE AND FADE TO END
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