Fire Brigade
 
(Springfield)

Feel Like I'm on a desert island
Half the Sahara sand in my shoes
my throat is as dry as a shotgun
I'm going to overheat and blow a fuse
Back when she was a virgin
it was like walking with ice on the ground
now when I think of my hot shot lady
it's hard to keep my temperature down
and I swear she's going to blow me down
Look Out!

Call the Fire Brigade, Call the Fire Brigade
She's tearing me apart
Call the Fire Brigade, call the fire brigade
before the fire starts
Oh my sweet Firehouse lady, fire house lady

Call up the fire station
I know that you just don't approve
tell 'em I'm meeting my firehouse lady
they better be ready to move
I don't know what's she gonna do

Call the Fire Brigade, Call the Fire Brigade
She's tearing me apart
Call the Fire Brigade, call the fire brigade
before the fire starts
Oh my sweet .Firehouse lady

Call the Fire Brigade, Call the Fire Brigade
She's tearing me apart
Call the Fire Brigade, call the fire brigade
before the fire starts
Call the Fire Brigade, Call the Fire Brigade
Firehouse Lady, Firehouse Lady
Firehouse Lady, Firehouse Lady
Firehouse Lady

Song Facts: This song can be found on the Ltd edition version of shock/denial/anger/acceptance.  It originally appeared on the unreleased Springfield album under the title "Call The Fire Brigade"