Текст Beth Ditto – Fire
Текст:
Hands too burnt
Sitting on the side of the road
Ain’t got an honest feeling in my bones
Felt like a fever
Came on like a storm
But what I felt, it can’t be helped no more
But what I felt, it can’t be helped no more
Get up up-up-up-up-up-up
If you want my, want my, want my love
Get up up-up-up-up-up-up
If you want my, want my love
Fire!
Fire!
Bless my soul, that’s the way it is
Bless my soul, I can’t resist
Swift as a river
With a hand as hard as stone
It’s hot as hell, the saying will leave you cold
I’m a believer
My word’s as good as gold
But walkin’ a fine line like mine you need to hold
Get up up-up-up-up-up-up
If you want my, want my, want my love
Get up up-up-up-up-up-up
If you want my, want my love
Fire!
Fire!
Bless my soul, that’s the way it is
Bless my soul, I can’t resist
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Bless my soul, that’s the way it is
Bless my soul, I can’t resist
