Fire - Beth Ditto, Joshua James

Hands too burnt

Sitting on the side of the road

Ain’t got an honest feeling in my bones

Felt like a fever

Came on like a storm

But what I felt, it can’t be helped no more

Get up up-up-up-up-up-up

If you want my, want my, want my love

Get up up-up-up-up-up-up

If you want my, want my love

Fire!

Fire!

Bless my soul, that’s the way it is

Bless my soul, I can’t resist

Swift as a river

With a hand as hard as stone

It’s hot as hell, the saying will leave you cold

I’m a believer

My word’s as good as gold

But walkin' a fine line like mine you need to hold

Get up up-up-up-up-up-up

If you want my, want my, want my love

Get up up-up-up-up-up-up

If you want my, want my love

Fire!

Fire!

Bless my soul, that’s the way it is

Bless my soul, I can’t resist

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Bless my soul, that’s the way it is

Bless my soul, I can’t resist