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 heartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
