On Fire

Well she's on the dance floor at your local jook Trying to sweat a bunch of fools she done already took But when that gal gets down you can't help but stare 'Cause that frame's lit and smoking like a signal flare She's on fire Ooh, ooh, she's on fire Lord, that girl is smokin', on fire Light 'em on up, she's on fire We tried to look away, we all tried to be cool But she had an ass as thick as an army mule's She asked out for a drink, just a batting those eyes We all was reaching for our wallets Man, she's alive She's on fire Ooh, she's on fire Lord, that girl is smokin', on fire Light 'em on up, she's on fire That girl is on fire With a smooth proposition she's got you in hand I hear you say you don't care Boy, are you a man? She's on fire (Fire) (She's on fire) Mmm, she's on (Fire) (She's on fire) Oh, oh, she's on fire (Fire) (She's on fire) Oh, she's on fire (Fire) (She's on fire) Ooh, have mercy, on (Fire) (She's on fire) Oh, she's on (Fire) (She's on fire) That little girl, she's on fire (Fire) (She's on fire) She's on fire (Fire) (We're on fire) [Did I mention we don't take up much space on the road?] [Yeah, did you mention that]