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