Songtext von Mr. You're On Fire Mr.

Twist, twist Twist, for Ice-Cream C'mon dance, Misdirection You can take new nicks for Blue Jeans But it's 3, or it's dead. Aww We are trapped, keep it violent I need tape, for perfection The most bright, I'm assuming Love the smell of your bath Aww Sci-Fi Half-Time Mr. you're on fire Mr. No sir I'm okay Mr. you're on fire Mr. No sir I'm okay Mr. you're on fire Mr. No sir I'm okay Mr. you're on fire Mr. No sir I'm okay...