The flame to acetylene

Burning hot intensity

Girl you make my blood pressure boil

I was high on the trampoline

A little late these days it seems

My heart seems to curl when you coil

It goes wa-aaa wa-aaa

I was drained on hypocrisy

A little strange I must agree

Your percolate to a soil

I can try to control myself

I must of fell into your well

I'll bath myself in your oils

I go wa-aaa wa-aaa

I go wa-aaa wa-aaa

Your acetylene

To the flame you keep burning me it just turns me on

Your acetylene

It's a stream of pure burning heat

It keeps me burning on

And you're the gasoline to the flame though it burns in a stream even though you didn't hear it from me

Your acetylene

To the flame you keep burning me you keep me burning on

you keep me burning on

This proud Mary must confess

She put a spell under her dress

And entertained me with her spoils

I was chained to her prison cell I couldn't scream I couldn't yell

This love would increase when it boils

It go wa-aaa wa-aaa

It go wa-aaa wa-aaa

Your acetylene

To the flame you keep burning me it just turns me on

Your acetylene

It's a stream of pure burning heat

It keeps me burning on

And you're the gasoline to the flame though it burns in a stream even though you didn't hear it from me

Your acetylene

To the flame you keep burning me you keep me burning on

You keep me burning on

The flame to acetylene

Burning hot intensity

Girl you make my blood pressure boil

I was chained to her prison cell I couldn't scream I couldn't yell

This love would increase when it boils

Your acetylene

To the flame you keep burning me it just turns me on

Your acetylene

It's a stream of pure burning heat

It keeps me burning on

And you're the gasoline to the flame though it burns in a stream even though you didn't hear it from me

Your acetylene

To the flame you keep burning me you keep burning on

You keep me burning on