Testi Soundtracks :: V

Baby's on fire

Better throw her in the water

Look at her laughing

Like a heifer to the slaughter



Baby's on fire

And all the laughing boys are bitching

Waiting for photos

Oh the plot is so bewitching



Rescuers row row

Do your best to change the subject

Blow the wind blow blow

Lend some assistance to the object



Photographers snip snap

Take your time she's only burning

This kind of experience

Is necessary for her learning



If you'll be my flotsam

I could be half the man I used to

They said you were hot stuff

And that's what baby's been reduced to



Juanita and Juan

Very clever with maracas

Making their fortunes

Selling secondhand tobaccoes



Juan dances at Chico's

And when the clients are evicted

He empties the ashtrays

And pockets all that he's collected



But baby's on fire

And all the instruments agree that

Her temperature's rising

But any idiot would know that