[Verse 1]
Well, it's out of the frying pan, into the fire
But bend over, baby, and let me be the driver
Just a cut of pink, wouldn't believe me if I told you
But this time you bit off more than you could chew
My my, yeah
Just listen to this, babe
Ooh, I got nasty habits, it's a fine line
So many girls, so little time
When love rears its head, I want to get on your case (Ooh yeah)
Ooh, babe, I wanna put my log in your fireplace
Ooh, maybe, baby, you want to get played
[Chorus]
Burn, bitch, burn, ooh
Burn, bitch, burn, ooh
Burn, bitch, burn, ooh
Burn, bitch, burn
[Guitar solo]
Yeah
[Verse 2]
It's an act of thrust, any way you slice it
No sticks and stones, no kicks and groans can hide it
So why kid yourself? It's so cut and dry, baby
Your body's condemned, and figures don't lie
Well, it's out of the frying pan, into the fire
But bend over, baby, and let me be the driver
Just a cut of pink, wouldn't believe me if I told you
But this time you bit off more than you could chew
My my, yeah
Just listen to this, babe
Ooh, I got nasty habits, it's a fine line
So many girls, so little time
When love rears its head, I want to get on your case (Ooh yeah)
Ooh, babe, I wanna put my log in your fireplace
Ooh, maybe, baby, you want to get played
[Chorus]
Burn, bitch, burn, ooh
Burn, bitch, burn, ooh
Burn, bitch, burn, ooh
Burn, bitch, burn
[Guitar solo]
Yeah
[Verse 2]
It's an act of thrust, any way you slice it
No sticks and stones, no kicks and groans can hide it
So why kid yourself? It's so cut and dry, baby
Your body's condemned, and figures don't lie
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