I'm On Fire
Hey, little girl, is your daddy home?
Did he go and leave you all alone?
Oh oh, I've got a bad desire
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire
Tell me now, baby, is he good to you?
Can he do to you the things that I do?
Oh oh, I can take you higher
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull
Cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my skull
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire
Writer/s: Bruce Springsteen
