Texty: Murder By Death. Red Of Tooth And Claw. Fuego!.

She walked with fire at her heels.
The scent of smoke on the breeze.
Wherever she goes that's where I'll be.
Whatever she wants that's what I need.
Baby, it's been so long that even the roses hips are turning me on.
Baby, it's been so long.

I want you.
I want you.

The heat floats on top of our skin.
Like an ice cube in a glass of gin.
I can't even hear the words you say.
I need to leave, but I want to stay.
Baby, it's been so long that even the roses hips are turning me on.
Baby, it's been so long.

I want you.
I want you.
I get the feeling if I stay with you, you'll never let me go.
I want you.

Feel like a ship on dry land.
Or an island in the sand.
Your kiss is cool, despite the heat.
You've got my senses beat.
If I stay, I won't last long.
You've got a hold on me so strong.
I hear your song.
All I hear is your song.
It's so hot.
The bones show through her skin.
It's so hot.
That the bones show through her skin