| Hands too burnt
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| Sitting on the side of the road
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| Ain’t got an honest feeling in my bones
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| Felt like a fever
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| Came on like a storm
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| But what I felt, it can’t be helped no more
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| Get up up-up-up-up-up-up
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| If you want my, want my, want my love
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| Get up up-up-up-up-up-up
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| If you want my, want my love
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| Fire!
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| Fire!
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| Bless my soul, that’s the way it is
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| Bless my soul, I can’t resist
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| Swift as a river
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| With a hand as hard as stone
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| It’s hot as hell, the saying will leave you cold
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| I’m a believer
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| My word’s as good as gold
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| But walkin' a fine line like mine you need to hold
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| Get up up-up-up-up-up-up
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| If you want my, want my, want my love
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| Get up up-up-up-up-up-up
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| If you want my, want my love
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| Fire!
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| Fire!
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| Bless my soul, that’s the way it is
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| Bless my soul, I can’t resist
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| Fire!
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| Fire!
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| Fire!
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| Fire!
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| Bless my soul, that’s the way it is
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| Bless my soul, I can’t resist |