Текст песни
Let's Get busy. Yeah, you got the look of a lonely woman's Eyes. What you thinkin' when you're standin' so close to Me? Ain't no law says a man can't fantasize. There's a secret locked up in your touch. Movin' like a ton of TNT. Whoa, playin' with fire. Whoa, Fightin' my desire, baby. Whoa, My conscience is a liar. Oh, Lord, have mercy on this shameless sinner. Whoa, playin' with the fire. Whoa, walkin' on a wire now. Whoa, I face the crucifier. What you're doin' to me. Live by rules made up by society. But I guess I must have missed that lesson Day. There's so much about you that looks so good To me, yeah. What I'm thinkin', I could go to jail. Some laws are born to break. Whoa, playin' with fire. Whoa, fightin' my desire, baby. Whoa, My conscience is a liar. Oh, Lord, have mercy on this shameless sinner. Whoa, playin' with the fire. Whoa, stakes are gettin' higher now. Whoa, I face the crucifier. What you're doin' to me. Whoa, playin' with fire. Whoa, fightin' my desire, baby. Whoa, conscience is a liar. Oh, Lord, have mercy on this shameless sinner. Whoa, playin' with the fire. Whoa, walkin' on a wire now. Whoa, I face the crucifier. What you're doin' to me. Whoa, playin' with fire. Whoa, fightin' my desire, baby. Ooh, I'm beggin' you, Lord, have mercy on this Shameless sinner. Whoa, playin' with the fire. Stakes are gettin' higher. Whoa, think I'm losin' It,
Richard Marx — Playing With Fire
«Playing With Fire» — Richard Marx. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:30. Жанр — Поп.
