Playing With Fire - Richard Marx

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… fighting my desire, baby…

…my conscience is a liar.

Oh, Lord, have mercy on the shameless sinner!!!

…walking on a wire, now I… I face the crucifier,

What’cha doin' to me?

Live by rules made up by society,

but I guess I must have 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…

…stakes are getting higher, now I…

…I think I’m losin' it…