Playing With Fire

Richard Marx · Rush Street [1991]

Hey, you got the look of a lonely

woman's eyes

What'cha thinking when you're standing

so close to me

Ain't no law says a man can't fantasize

There's a secret locked up in you tight

Ooh, I'd love to turn the key



Whoah, playing with fire

Whoah, fighting my desire, baby

Whoah, my conscience is a liar

Oh, Lord, have mercy on the shameless

sinner

Whoah, playing with fire

Whoah, walking on a wire, now I

Whoah, I face the crucifier

What'cha doing to me



Live by rules made up by society

But I guess I must've missed election day

'Cause so much about you looks so good

to me, yeah

For what I'm thinking I could go to jail

But some laws are born to break



Whoah, playing with fire

Whoah, fightin' my desire, baby

Whoah, my conscience is a liar

Oh, Lord, have mercy on the shameless

sinner

Whoah, playing with fire

Whoah, stakes are getting higher, now I

Whoah, I face the crucifier

What'cha doing to me



Whoah, playing with fire

Whoah, fighting my desire, baby

Whoah, my conscience is a liar

Oh, Lord, have mercy on the shameless

sinner

Whoah, playing with fire

Whoah, walking on a wire, now I

Whoah, I face the crucifier

What'cha doing to me



Whoah, playing with fire

Whoah, fighting my desire, baby

Ooh, I'm beggin' you Lord, have mercy

on the shameless sinner

Whoah, playing with fire

Whoah, walking on a wire, now I

Whoah, stakes are getting higher

I think I'm losin' it