Fire Lake · аккорды на гитаре · текст песни

Who's gonna ride that chrome three wheeler?

Who's gonna make that first mistake?

Who wants to wear those gypsy leathers,

all the way to Fire Lake?

Who wants to break the news about Uncle Joe?

You remember Uncle Joe, he was the one afraid to cut the cake.

Who wants to tell poor aunt Sarah,

Joe's run off to Fire Lake,

Joe's run off to Fire Lake.

Who wants to brave those bronze beauties lying in the sun,

with their long soft hair fallin', flyin' as they run.

Oh, they smile so shy and they flirt so well,

and they lay you down so fast, till you look straight up and say,

oh, Lord, am I really here at last?

Who wants to play those eights and aces?

Who wants a raise, who needs a stake?

Who wants to take that long shot gamble,

and head out to Fire Lake?

And head out to Fire Lake. ×4