On Fire

Well she's on the dance floor at your local jook
 Trying to sweat a bunch of fools she done already took
 But when that gal gets down you can't help but stare
 'Cause that frame's lit and smoking like a signal flare
 She's on fire
 Ooh, ooh, she's on fire
 Lord, that girl is smokin', on fire
 Light 'em on up, she's on fire
 We tried to look away, we all tried to be cool
 But she had an ass as thick as an army mule's
 She asked out for a drink, just a batting those eyes
 We all was reaching for our wallets
 Man, she's alive
 She's on fire
 Ooh, she's on fire
 Lord, that girl is smokin', on fire
 Light 'em on up, she's on fire
 That girl is on fire
 With a smooth proposition she's got you in hand
 I hear you say you don't care
 Boy, are you a man?
 She's on fire
 (Fire) (She's on fire)
 Mmm, she's on
 (Fire) (She's on fire)
 Oh, oh, she's on fire
 (Fire) (She's on fire)
 Oh, she's on fire
 (Fire) (She's on fire)
 Ooh, have mercy, on
 (Fire) (She's on fire)
 Oh, she's on
 (Fire) (She's on fire)
 That little girl, she's on fire
 (Fire) (She's on fire)
 She's on fire
 (Fire) (We're on fire)
 [Did I mention we don't take up much space on the road?]
 [Yeah, did you mention that]