On Fire

Well she's on the dance floor at your local jook
Trying to sweat a bunch of fools she done already took
But when that gal gets down you can't help but stare
'Cause that frame's lit and smoking like a signal flare

She's on fire
Ooh, ooh, she's on fire
Lord, that girl is smokin', on fire
Light 'em on up, she's on fire

We tried to look away, we all tried to be cool
But she had an ass as thick as an army mule's
She asked out for a drink, just a batting those eyes
We all was reaching for our wallets
Man, she's alive

She's on fire
ooh, she's on fire
Lord, that girl is smokin', on fire
Light 'em on up, she's on fire
That girl is on fire

With a smooth proposition she's got you in hand
I hear you say you don't care
Boy, are you a man?

She's on fire
(Fire) (She's on fire)
Mmm, she's on
(Fire) (She's on fire)
Oh, oh, she's on fire
(Fire) (She's on fire)
Oh, she's on fire
(Fire) (She's on fire)
Ooh, have mercy, on
(Fire) (She's on fire)
Oh, she's on
(Fire) (She's on fire)
That little girl, she's on fire
(Fire) (She's on fire)
She's on fire
(Fire) (We're on fire)

[Did I mention we don't take up much space on the road?]
[Yeah, did you mention that]