She Said Fire - Funhouse Lyrics
She wants you for the night, not the lifeSave your promisesI mean, she's heavenly, way to beSweet like keroseneShe caught your begging eyes, first to fight:Last one standingYou're down to seven lives, some good advice:Hit the dance floor!CHORUS:She's a party, but the party don't stop hereNot afraid to be the focus of the guysShe's a looker, but you probably shouldn't touch'Cause you know, you knowNot everything that's easy is rightShe's hardly interested in sentimentSave that sorrow speechPull out those silly jokes; prods and pokesKeeps her flutteringAnd did you sell it right? Lips to thighsShaking mattressDon't bother trading names, it's getting lateHit the back door!CHORUSShe's a - she's a falling appleOut in the summer timeShe don't need to steal or borrowI'm gonna make her mine(2x)CHORUSOUTRO