Beth Ditto Fire
Hands too burnt
Sitting on the side of the road
Ain't gotta an honest feeling in my bones
Felt like a fever
Came on like a stone
But what I felt, it can't be helped no more
Get up pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
If you want my, want my, want my, love
Get up pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
If you want my, want my, love
Fire!
Fire!
