I can't believe we got warm by a fire
Fed with my manuscript
What a nightmare!
But your hands looked so cold, I was feeling ashamed
So I set them aflame
With a lighter
And I will be calm
While you're blowing your stack
My baby does not want me back.
I can't believe we got stuck in this hole
This whole party's a bore
What a bummer!
When we finally greet earth,
When we're on our home turf
I'm gonna throw such a beautiful rage-er
And I will have fun
While you're bein' a drag
My baby does not want me back
And I'm flying around
Head over heels
Yet somehow...
Fire, fire, everywhere!
What the fuck is going on?
I will be calm
While you're blowin' your stack
My baby does not want me back
And i'm flying around
Head over heels...
Writer(s): Richard Edwards
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