Fightin' Fire With Fire

(albüm: This Dream's On Me - 1982)

You came here on purpose in front of me, Diana
To be seen with some other man
You're wanting me a-watching him enjoying the freedom
You're letting him take with his hands
Should you tell or must I tell him, Diana
Or does it matter to that kind of man
Anyplace he touches or kisses, Diana
Is some place I already been

You're just fighting fire with fire
Over something that broke us apart
But at least I was hiding and trying, Diana
To keep it from breaking your heart

I was foolish, Diana, for taking advantage
Of the fact that you weren't around
But she was soft and pretty and she made a promise
That she'd never utter a sound
Could you tell a mistake, I tell you, Diana
It's a hot burning hell that I'm in
'Cause anyplace he touches or kisses, Diana
I'd gladly crawl back there again

You're just fighting fire with fire
Over something that broke us apart
But at least I was hiding and trying, Diana
To keep it from breaking your heart

You're just fighting fire with fire
Over something that broke us apart
But at least I was hiding and trying, Diana
To keep it from breaking your heart