The Rolling Stones

You'd better grease up
I'm coming back
You're gonna catch fire
Pyromaniac
You'd better shape up
You'd better get set
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 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
Going to step on the gas
Going to get there real fast
Going 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 hhave 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 on you, baby
My fingrs are crossed
The time that we lost
I'm in total chaos
Sparks will fly, sparks will fly
Sparks will fly