Hawksley Workman
You Got Me On Fire Women
You Got Me On Fire Woman
You've got me on fire, woman
And now I buuuuuuuurn
I smell you in my bed, woman
And outside the city smoulders
Outside it smoulders
You've got me on fire, woman
And now I burn, now I burn
I smell you in my bed, woman
And outside the city smoulders
Outside it smoulders
Fire!
(Kind of mumbled, barely audible)
City smoulders
City smoulders