Playing with Fire

When I was just a little man I stole my daddy's Zippo and Half a can of his lawnmore gasoline. Flipped the top and let it spark Left a scare up my right arm A house without a pourch across the street I love playing with fire I love playing with fire You would think that I would learn After how bad I've been burned But I love playing with fire I love playing with fire Might have been your hot red lips The amber on your short top dress Or Jack Fire telling me give it a try I knew you were there with him He looked to be about 6 foot 10 But your number was worth my two black eyes I love playing with fire I love playing with fire Hyponotized by dangerous Crazy gets me high I guess I love playing with fire I love playing with fire Now I'm yours and girl your mine Can't believe the years gone by Can't believe that he's in here tonight I knew there was trouble when He grabbed you by the arm 'n' then Asked me if I want to step outside I've never been afraid of a fight But I've got something better in mind I love playing with fire I love playing with fire I know where he parked his truck It's dark out in that parking lot And I love playing with fire I love playing with fire End