| Hey, little girl, is your daddy home?
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| Did he go away and leave you all alone?
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| I got a bad desire
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I’m on fire
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| Tell me now, baby, is he good to you?
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| And can he do to you the things that I do?
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| Oh no, I can take you higher
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I’m on fire
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| Sometimes it’s like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull
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| And cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my skull
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| At night, I wake up with the sheets soakin' wet
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| And a freight train runnin' through the middle of my head
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| Only you can cool my desire
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I’m on fire
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I’m on fire
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I’m on fire… |