| Watch out, you might get what you’re after
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| Cool babies, strange — but not a stranger
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| I’m an ordinary guy
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| Burning down the house
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| Hold tight, wait ‘til the party’s over
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| Hold tight, you’re in for nasty weather
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| There has got to be a way
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| Burning down the house
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| Here’s your ticket, pack your bag
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| Time for jumpin' overboard
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| Transportation is here
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| Close enough, but not too far
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| Maybe you know where you are
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| Fightin' fire with fire
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| All wet, this — you might need a raincoat
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| Shakedown, dreams walking in broad daylight
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| Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees
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| Burning down the house
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| It was once upon a place
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| Sometimes I listen to myself
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| Gonna come in first place
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| People on their way to work said; |
| «baby, what did you expect?»
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| Gonna burst into flames
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| Burning down the house
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| My house, is out of the ordinary
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| That’s right, don’t want to hurt nobody
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| Something sure can knock me off my feet
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| Burning down the house
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| No visible means of support
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| And you have not seen nothing yet
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| Everything’s struck together
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| I don’t know what to expect
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| Stare into the TV-set
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| Fightin' fire with fire
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| Fightin' fire with fire
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| Fightin' fire with fire
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| Fightin' fire with fire
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| Fightin' fire with fire
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| Burning down the house! |