Originally by Bruce Springsteen
Hey, little girl, is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I’m on fire
Tell me now, baby, is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I’m on fire
It’s like someone took a knife, edgy and dull
Dug a six-inch valley In the middle of my skull
At night, I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
Freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Oh, oh, oh, I’m on fire
Oh, oh, oh, I’m on fire
Hey, little girl, is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
Oh, oh, oh, I’m on fire
And tell me now, baby, is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
Oh, oh, oh, I’m on fire
I’m on fire