Hey, little boy, is your mama home?
Did she go and leave you alone?
Oh, got a bad desire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fireTell me now, baby, is she good to you?
Does she do to you the things that I do?
Oh, I can take you higher
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fireSometimes it's like someone took a knife, edgy and blunt
Put a six inch valley through the middle of my soul
Oh, at night I lay at home with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
But you, you cool my desireOh-oh-oh, I'm on fireSometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and blunt
Put a six inch valley through the middle of my soul
Oh, at night I lay at home with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
But you, you cool my desire
Oh, I'm on fire