Richard Marx - Playing With Fire
Hey, you got the look of a lonely woman's eyesWhat'cha thinking when you're standing so close to me
Ain't no law says a man can't fantasize
There's a secret locked up in you tight
Oh, I'd love to turn the key
[Chorus]
Whoa, playing with fire
Whoa, fighting my desire, baby
Whoa, my conscience is a liar
Oh, Lord, have mercy on the shameless sinner
Whoa, playing with fire
Whoa, walking on a wire, now I
Whoa, I face the crucifier
What'cha doin' to me
Live by rules made up by society
But I guess I must've missed election day
'Cause so much about you looks so good to me, yeah
For what I'm thinking I could go to jail
But some laws are born to break
[Chorus: x2]
Whoa, playing with fire
Whoa, fighting my desire, baby
Oh, I'm beggin' you Lord, have mercy
On a shameless sinner
Whoa, playing with fire
Whoa, stakes are getting higher
I think I'm losin' it
Written by:
STEVEN LEE LUKATHER, RICHARD MARX
Publisher:
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