Material Woman (Fire)

You breathe me in and I know
Exactly how this is going to end
Touch my skin, baby, I'm yours
In a minute
I'm in love
I'm in love
I'm in love
With a material woman

(Hey!)
Like a car running out of fumes
A train low on steam, I can't get away from you
You're everywhere I go
I can't get enough
You wanna be like Madonna
Who needs Mother Teresa when you already know who you are?
Not the type for revelation

I'm in love
I'm in love
I'm in love
With a material woman

I like it like it like it like that
I really like it like that
(Alright, alright, alright, alright)
I like it like it like it like that
I really like it like that

Safe?
'Course he isn't safe!
But he's good

You say you love me, you lie
You sit beside my parents and speak of things not necessarily true
I guess that's just the way it is with fire

You lie awake in bed at night
Just waiting for me to come through
But I never come knockin'
I'm too busy rockin' the hours away from you

Don't call my telephone
Please don't tell my lovely Mom

I'm on fire
Yeah, I'm on fire
And I'll never come knockin'
I'm too busy rockin'
The space inside my head is getting bigger every day
I'm on fire

You sit and laugh at all my jokes like you've never heard one before
Guess that's how you've learnt to cope with why

You lie awake in bed at night
Just waiting for me to come around
But I never come knockin'
I'm too busy rockin'
That flirty little bass making dirty, dirty sounds

I'm on fire
Yeah, I'm on fire
And I'll never come knockin'
I'm too busy rockin'
The space inside my head is getting bigger every day
I'm on fire