It's only two o'clock and the temperature's beginning to soar,
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and all around the city you see the walking wounded and the living dead
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It's never been this hot and I've never been so bored,
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and breathing is just no fun anymore
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And then I saw you like a summer dream and you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
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I saw you like a summer dream and you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
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You can feel the pulse of the pavement racing like a runaway horse
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The subways are steaming and the skin of the street is gleaming with sweat
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I've seen you sitting on the steps outside,
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and you were looking so restless and reckless and lost
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I think it's time for you to come inside,
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and I'll be waiting here with something that you'll never forget
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I think it's time for you to come inside,
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and I'll be waiting here with something that you'll never forget
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Come on, come on, and there'll be no turning back
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You were only killing time and it can kill you right back
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Come on, come on! It's time to burn up the fuse
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You got nothing to do and even less to lose
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You got nothing to do and even less to lose
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So wander down the ancient hallway, taking the stairs only one at a time
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Follow the sound of my heartbeat now,
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I'm in the room at the top, you're at the end of the line
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Open the door and lay down on the bed
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The sun is just a ball of desire
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And I wanna take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
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Out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
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Out of the frying pan, and into the fire
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Ooh I want to take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
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Out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
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Out of the frying pan, and into the fire
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And into the fire, fire, fire!
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And into the fire, fire, fire!
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And into the fire, fire, fire!
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And into the fire!
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[Instrumental bridge]
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It's only two o'clock and the temperature's beginning to soar,
|
and all around the city you see the walking wounded and the living dead
|
It's never been this hot and I've never been so bored,
|
and breathing is just no fun anymore
|
And then I saw you like a summer dream and you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
|
I saw you like a summer dream and you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
|
|
Come on, come on, and there'll be no turning back
|
You were only killing time and it can kill you right back
|
Come on, come on! It's time to burn up the fuse
|
You've got nothing to do and even less to lose
|
You've got nothing to do and even less to lose
|
|
So wander down the ancient hallway, taking the stairs only one at a time
|
Follow the sound of my heartbeat now,
|
I'm in the room at the top, you're at the end of the line
|
Open the door and lay down on the bed
|
The sun is just a ball of desire
|
|
And I wanna take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
|
Out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
|
Out of the frying pan, and into the fire
|
And into the fire, fire, fire!
|
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And into the fire, fire, fire! [Repeat ad lib]
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Fire! (last time)
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Out Of The Frying Pan (And Into The Fire)
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| Meat Loaf |
