| That sound that you were looking for,
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| Ain’t nothing like this sound,
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| Better turn your car around.
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| That life that you were looking for,
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| Is burning to the ground,
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| Gonna have to hose it down.
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| That weird kid is blowing up and selling energy,
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| And every sucker’s showing up, they hang in effigy.
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| Destroying all the evidence with a flesh-eating foam,
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| In the time it takes to take you home I could have gone back home.
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| It gets hot,
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| (It gets us so hot)
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| We hit a little spot,
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| (I hit you in the spot)
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| I get the urge a lot,
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| (To show you what I got)
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| But probably not.
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| Boom baby! |
| (Tonight!)
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| Burn baby!
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| Boom baby! |
| (Tonight!)
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| Burn baby!
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| Boom burn fire! |
| (Tonight!)
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| Boom burn fire!
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| Who got the hose?
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| Who got the hose?
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| Who got the hose?
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| It gets hot.
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| (You know it’s hot) Hot!
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| (It's gonna be like ohh) Hot!
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| (yeah, heat me all night long, yeah, c’mon baby) Hot!
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| Bodies bouncing on the floor,
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| Everybody gettin' wild,
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| Gonna show my dirty style.
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| You better show me what that body’s for,
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| You’re born to beguile,
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| Hit the volume on your dial.
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| Yeah, the dime is dropping on ya,
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| And the devil’s droppin in,
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| And your big, big baby Jesus,
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| He gonna die for all your sin,
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| Now they’re ripping off your bandages,
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| You’re never sitting still,
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| You got no sense of common sense,
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| You got no sense to kill
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| It gets hot,
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| (It gets us so hot)
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| We hit a little spot,
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| (I hit you in the spot)
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| I get the urge a lot,
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| (To show you what I got)
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| But probably not.
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| Boom baby! |
| (Tonight!)
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| Burn baby!
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| Boom baby! |
| (Tonight!)
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| Burn baby!
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| Boom burn fire! |
| (Tonight!)
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| Boom burn fire!
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| Who got the hose?
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| Who got the hose?
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| Who got the hose?
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| Who got the hose?
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| It gets hot!
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| I got the hose if you wanna take it out for me, girl,
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| You look hot,
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| When you’re on your knees,
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| I beg please,
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| I need your flame to cook.
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| (Hot!)
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| Like Randy, I’m Andy,
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| Tonight this town will burn
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| (Hot!)
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| Stop, drop and roll wi' me,
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| You gotta learn.
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| It gets hot,
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| (It gets us so hot)
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| We hit a little spot,
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| (I hit you in the spot)
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| I get the urge a lot,
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| (To show you what I got)
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| But probably not.
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| (Tonight) Shoot the flame,
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| (Tonight) Hot,
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| (Tonight) Hot,
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| Shoot the flame,
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| Shoot the flame,
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| Shoot the flamethrower, everybody gets a turn,
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| We got so many fire safety lessons left to learn,
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| Everybody up in here lining up to burn,
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| You got a hot sticky venomous kiss,
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| I like it like this,
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| I’m likin what you got,
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| Cause it’s hot,
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| Hot,
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| Hot. |