He's got eyes that burn straight
to my soul
Supernatural touch that
makes my blood boil
He's a four-alarm lover,
sent from I don't know.
The furnace door opens
- thunder crashes
My fever rises
Lightning flashes
He comes in the night
Gone in a cloud of smoke
Jump into my fire
Walk right into the flames
I got some red hot lovin'
cookin' in my oven
If you can stand the
heat in this place
Jump into my fire
Run right into the flames
Just keep your hands
to yourself
Don't be sweet-talking
no one else
After loving me, your
heart would never be the same...
He said, "Etta, if you
want my love
You'll have to show me
what you're made of.
Don't come on to me -
I can't pay the price
all night."
"Hold on, honey now, wait
a minute...
Baby, don't be in a selfish
way...
You see I'm woman enough
to handle your stuff
Any hour - night or day! |