Firehouse Табы

I'm burning up, I'm burning up, Fire ! Fire !
Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Just learned the truth, Of flaming youth,
Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Turn the hose on me!

Out in the park, Just after dark,
She leaned against my shoulder,
My poor heart began to smoulder,
I'm all a flame, And she's to blame,
Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Turn the hose on me!

Every one's desire
Is to play with fire
Now that you inquire
I have played with fire-man save my Uke Uke Uke Uke Ukulele

I'm burning up, I'm burning up, Fire ! Fire !
Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Oh what a kiss
Oh joy and bliss
Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Turn the hose on me!

Why speak of love
Pardon my glove
An old asbestos curtain
May get hot but safety's certain
Extinguish-er, Extinguish-me
Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Turn the hose on me!