Fire Tongue

She walks in like a loaded gun

Red vinyl boots,

second to none

(oh yeah)

Her lips are dripping cherry red

Leaving fire

inside your head

She doesn't wait for your permission

She leads you straight into submission

(uh-huh) One touch and you can't breathe

No way to ever leave

She wants it hard,

she wants it loud

Burning up

the midnight crowd

(yeah, yeah)

Taking what she came to claim

Whispering

your dirty name

Behind closed doors, she pulls the strings

No promises, no wedding rings (hah)

Commanding presence,

absolute control

She takes your body

and your soul

She doesn't wait for your permission

She leads you straight into submission (uh-huh)

One touch and you can't breathe

No way to ever leave

She wants it hard,

she wants it loud

Burning up

the midnight crowd

(yeah, yeah)

Taking what she came to claim

Whispering

your dirty name

She wants it hard...

She wants it loud...

(yeah, she wants it all)