Bob Seger – Fire Lake lyrics
Who's gonna ride that chrome three wheelerWho's gonna make that first mistakeWho wants to wear those gypsy leathersAll the way to fire lakeWho wants to break the news about uncle JoeYou remember uncle JoeHe was the one afraid to cut the cakeWho wants to tell poor aunt SarahJoe's run off to fire lakeJoe's run off to fire lake
Who wants to brave those bronze beautiesLying in the sunWith their long soft hair fallingFlying as they runOh they smile so shyAnd they flirt so wellAnd they lay you down so fastTill you look straight up and sayOh lordAm I really here at last
Who wants to play those eights and acesWho wants a raiseWho needs a stakeWho wants to take that long shot gambleAnd head out to fire lakeHead outWho wants to go to fire lakeAnd head outWho wants to go to fire lakeHead outOut to fire lakeWho's gonna do it
