Hey, little boy, is your mother home
Did she go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
Oh oh oh, I'm on fire
Tell me now, baby, is she good to you
Does she do to you the things I don't do
I can take you higher
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 put a six-inch valley through the middle of my soul
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
