| Well I’ve seen you at Sarah’s Hardware Store | 
| Buying long matches, two feet or more | 
| So you don’t have to get too close to | 
| The thing that might bite and burn you, dear | 
| Well I’ve seen you at Mary’s Nursery | 
| Picking up all her sticks and trees | 
| And hauling it home in Abby’s trailer | 
| Building a fire we would savor, dear | 
| Oh you’re so good with gasoline | 
| I’ve never seen a lie burn so clean | 
| Now that I’ve gone up in flames | 
| You’ve found a new friend, ohhh | 
| You said you worked for City Safety | 
| Putting out fires when things get hasty | 
| And scooping up girls, young and helpless | 
| Laying 'em down in smoking dress, oh dear | 
| Well I’ve seen you drive the big red truck | 
| Just barrel through 'cause it’s all luck | 
| That you don’t get stopped at any red lights | 
| There’s no red tape in your sights, oh dear | 
| Oh you’re so good with gasoline | 
| I’ve never seen a lie burn so clean | 
| Now that I’ve gone up in flames | 
| You’ve found a new friend, ohhh | 
| You’ve found a new friend | 
| What happens when wind starts blowing? | 
| Flame spreads and all are knowing | 
| Of house calls and late night fire fighting | 
| And your face gets pasted on | 
| The front page as local con | 
| And lands on the front steps of the city | 
| Well you thought fire could keep you sitting pretty | 
| Oh you’re so good with gasoline | 
| I’ve never seen a lie burn so- | 
| Now that I’ve gone up in flames | 
| You’ve found a new friend | 
| You’ve found a new friend, ohhh |