The Rolling Stones - Sparks will fly

You'd better grease up I'm coming back You're going to catch fire Pyromaniac You'd better shape up You'd better get set I'm gonna burn up In the smoke of a jet Sparks will fly When I finally get myself back on you, baby Sparks will fly When I finally get myself back to you baby You're going to find out Going to scream and shout We're going to pierce through this drought Sparks will fly, sparks will fly You'd better stand back The flames are high Better get help Can't stop the fire Bell's going to ring Hear the alarms Better tell the fire chief To quit playing cards Sparks will fly When I finally get myself back on you, baby Sparks will fly When I finally get myself back on you, baby I'm gonna step on the gas I want to get there really fast I want to fuck your sweet ass Sparks will fly Sharks will cry Sparks will fly I had a good sniff around Along old hunting grounds But I have never found A woman so hot Sparks will fly When I finally get myself back on you, baby Sparks will fly When I finally get myself back to you, baby My fingers are crossed The time that we lost I'm in total chaos Sparks will fly Sparks will fly Sparks will fly