Bottle Rocket

(альбом: Smoke - 2014)

Girl, who you kidding? Your man's a dog
You can collar him and train him but it won't be long
If you take your love away, he's a wolf again
Running with the pack, loyal to his sin
Baby, who you fooling? I'm kerosene
Add a little fire and you're warm with me
But get a little careless and I'll burn you down
Turn your house to rubble, smoking on the ground

Whoa, light it up and I can't stop it
Whoa, bottle rocket, bottle rocket
In every gentleman there's a little bit of rebel
Walking like a saint, but you're dancing with the devil
Whoa, bottle rocket, I can't stop it anymore

It's a fine, fine line that I walk, for sure
Between the straight and the narrow and the open door
Wanna find that light that you found in me
Before the night's so dark that I'm too blind to see, yeah

Whoa, light it up and I can't stop it
Whoa, bottle rocket, bottle rocket
In every gentleman there's a little bit of rebel
Walking like a saint, but you're dancing with the devil
Whoa, bottle rocket, I can't stop it anymore
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Well, maybe I'm in over my head
But I'll keep throwing punches and I'll sleep when I'm dead!

Whoa, light it up and I can't stop it
Whoa, bottle rocket, bottle rocket
In every gentleman there's a little bit of rebel
Walking like a saint, but you're dancing with the devil
Whoa, bottle rocket, I can't stop it anymore
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