Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fire Down Below #3, artist - Shirley Bassey. Date of issue: 01.07.2011
Song language: English
Fire Down Below #3 |
| Don’t believe my eyes, they’re the coldest eyes |
| But I’m not so cold, let me put you wise |
| Keeping the temperature so low, this is a work of art |
| For there’s a fire down below, down below in my heart |
| And my crazy lips, they’re such lazy lips |
| But there’ll come to life should we come to grips |
| If you have anything in mind, warn you before you start |
| There is a fire down below, down below in my heart |
| Now that you’re getting my number, know what I’m talking about |
| Pile on the coal and the lumber, don’t let the fire go out |
| I’ll admit my face is the quiet type |
| This can all be changed when the time is right |
| Call out the volunteer brigade, call out the fire cart |
| For there’s a fire down below, down below, down below |
| Down below in my heart |
| Now that you’re getting my number, know what I’m talking about |
| Pile on the coal and the lumber, don’t let the fire go out |
| I’ll admit my face is the quiet type |
| This can all be changed when the time is right |
| Call out the volunteer brigade, call out the fire cart |
| For there’s a fire down below, down below, down below |
| Down below in my heart |