Baby’s on Fire Death of the Cool
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Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh, the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row, row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow, the wind blow, blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip, snap
Take your time, she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what baby's been reduced to
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh, the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row, row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow, the wind blow, blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip, snap
Take your time, she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what baby's been reduced to
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