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Beth Hart – Fire on the floorLove is a fever.
And is burning me alive.
It can’t be tamed or satisfied.
There is no mercy.
For the fallen or for the weak.
Love is a nasty word to speak.
I don’t wanna love him anymore.
He’s nothing like the man I loved before.
But the pain gets real comfortable.
When it’s all ya got.
Ashes and smoke they can’t compete.
Not even hell can take the heat.
I be sliding off of my seat.
For his flame.
His love is like fire on the floor.
It’ got me running for the door.
But I’ll be crawling back for more.
Of his fire on the floor.
It don’t matter what ya say.
You can’t survive it there ain’t no way.
So tonight I’m gonna stay.
And play with his fire on the floor.
Wanna play with his fire.
On the floor child, child.
This kinda love
Don’t need no bed or satin sheets.
Nothing soft.
Nothing soft or sweet to drink.
Love is a lesson.
You were born to never learn.
And your soul will beg to burn.
I don’t wanna love him anymore.
He’s nothing like the man I loved before.
There’s a sign above the door.
Saying no way out.
Ashes and smoke they can’t compete.
Not even hell can take the heat.
I be sliding off of my seat.
For his flame.
His love is like fire on the floooor.
It’ got me running for the door.
But I’ll be crawling back for more.
Of his fire on the floor.
It don’t matter what ya say.
You can’t survive it there ain’t no way.
So tonight I’m gonna stay.
And play with his fire on the floor.
I’m gonna stay.
And play with his fire on the floor.
I’m gonna play with his fire on the floor...
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