I'm On Fire

Hey little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone now? I got a bad desire; Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire. Tell me pretty baby is he good to you? Can he do to you the things that I do now? I can take you higher; Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire. Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire. Sometimes it feels like someone took a knife baby edgy and dull, and 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. It can cool my desire. Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire. Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire. Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire. Mmmmhmmm, yeah.