(originally by Bruce Springsteen)
Hey, little girl, is your daddy home?
Did he go and leave you all alone?
Oh yes, I got a bad desire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
Tell me now, baby, is he good to you?
And can he do to you the things that I do?
Oh yes, I'm gonna take you higher
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull
And cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my skull
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull
And cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my skull
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
Oh-oh-oh, I'm on fire
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