Miles Mosley - Fire

Текст песни

Ya’ll can’t touch me 'cause I’m on fire
Too hot to handle, I’m on fire
Walk in the room, kaboom
Your confidence is waning
The world is such a sight
So bright
With flames interchanging
And I, I could do you a favor or two
And burn up the mundane version of you
But you’d owe me
Oh you’d owe me
I’d want your soul
I’d want your love
I’d want your everlasting undying trust
Ya’ll can’t touch me 'cause I’m on fire
Too hot to handle, I’m on fire
Yeah, pretty pretty
Don’t be shy
As far as I can tell I’m your kind of guy
Come a little closer sweetie I don’t bite
I wrote a little ditty I think you might like
It goes
Oil in the linda, linda, linda
Oil in the linda, linda, linda
See you can dance to it, we could romance to it
Come on let’s sing it
Oil in the linda, linda, linda
Oil in the linda, linda, linda
I believe it
I feel it, if you want me to I’ll scream it
I’m on fire
Too hot to handle, I’m on fire
Ya’ll can’t touch me, I’m on fire
Too hot to handle, I’m on fire