| Firewood and candles on a winter Friday night
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| Waiting for my sweetheart, I wanna set the scene just right
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| Wine in the bottles, paella cooking in the pan
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| Elvis on the stereo, I’m a man with a plan
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| Firewood and candles giving off a lovely light
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| And when she knocks upon my door, I hope she’s got an appetite
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| We’re gonna shut out the world, forget about the TV news
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| Firewood and candles, tonight they’re gonna see us through
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| We’re gonna talk a little
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| We’re gonna kiss a little and then some more
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| A whole lot more
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| I’m gonna show her I love her
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| Below and above her and a whole lot more
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| Firewood and candles, making shadows on the wall
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| Is that the gods come to Earth, or a mule kicking in our stall?
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| Making all these memories, forever gonna keep us warm
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| When firewood and candles disappear in the storm
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| Yeah, we talk a little
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| We kiss a little and then some more
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| A whole lot more
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| Oh, she knows I love her
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| Below and above her and a whole lot more
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| Firewood and candles
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| Firewood and candles
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| Firewood and candles
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| Firewood and candles
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| Firewood and candles
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| Firewood and candles |