Women got legs, men got pants I got the picnic, you got the ants, Put it in the fire heaven knows Take my torch and touch your toes in hell
It's a burning hell You can burn in hell It's a burning hell You can burn in hell It's a burning hell
Women don't fret, boys don't bet Let me see your silhouette in hell Women above me take my love Love, love, love, love, love, love, love
It's a burning hell It's a burning hell Baby, baby, baby, I'm hell It's a burning hell
Girl stop moving, boy behave Baby, I'll put you in an early grave in hell Love on the ceiling, love on the floor I'm gonna leave you burning for more Burn in the country, burn downtown All the best people are burning down in hell, hell, ah hell
It's a burning hell You'll burn in hell It's a big, burning, giant, colossal matter Hell Oh, baby, I'm hell
Burn, burn, burn!
Compositores: John Michael Stipe (PRS), Michael e Mills (Mike Mills) (PRS), Peter Lawrence Buck (Peter Buck) (PRS), William Thomas Berry (Bill Berry) (PRS)Editor: Night Garden MusicECAD verificado obra #4344216 em 04/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM