Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Irons In The Fire , by - Teena Marie. Song from the album Greatest Hits, in the genre Танцевальная музыкаRelease date: 31.12.1985
Record label: Motown
Song language: English
Irons In The Fire |
| People say I’ve got my hands in too many things |
| Keeping time with paupers just as well as kings |
| I toss my hat up to the silver sky |
| And then I sigh |
| Look at all the blessings in my life |
| Here I am your Piscean holocaust |
| Born in Venice Harlem with some sweet and sour sauce |
| I close my eyes and still somehow I feel |
| You’re here with me |
| And you are such a blessing in my life |
| Here I am, I’m just a fragment of my God |
| Heavenly father, hear me |
| Sometimes life gets so hard |
| With you as my desire |
| Spirit’s gonna build me higher |
| I’ve got to keep my irons in the fire |
| Got to keep my irons in the fire |