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[Verse 1]
         A                       D
You look good in the palm of my hands
           A                            D
Watch the light 'round your feet just dance
            A                       D
Feel your sweat pressed against my skin
             A             D
Girl you're fire, you're fire
         A                       D
Take the breath right out of my chest
         A                             D
Burn me down 'til there ain't nothing left
          A                D
Keep on doing what you do best
              A            D
Girl you're fire, you're fire

[Chorus]
           A               Bm
There you go sliding your hand in my pocket
F#m                D
Lighting me up and I kinda like it
    A     Bm
I know, oh oh oh
   F#m    D
I know, oh oh oh
       A                   Bm
Here I am breaking into a cold, hot sweat
F#m                  D
You ain't even got started yet
  A       Bm
I know, oh oh oh
                F#m    D
You don't even know, oh oh oh
       A             D
You're fire, you're fire
        A            D        A
You're fire, you're fire, oh
D
Bring the heat

[Verse 2]
               A                       D
You're like a mess lying across that floor
       A                      D
Every step makes me want you more
            A                     D
Oh and you thought I wanted you before
                 A             D
Well girl you're fire, you're fire

[Chorus]
           A               Bm
There you go sliding your hand in my pocket
F#m                D
Lighting me up and I kinda like it
    A     Bm
I know, oh oh oh
   F#m    D
I know, oh oh oh
       A                   Bm
Here I am breaking into a cold, hot sweat
F#m                  D
You ain't even got started yet
  A       Bm
I know, oh oh oh
               F#m     D
You don't even know, oh oh oh
        A            D
You're fire, you're fire
        A             D      A
You're fire, you're fire, oh
D
Bring the heat

[Bridge]
G                    D
Ridin', those eyes covered in smoke
G                  D
Face is red as a dirty joke
G                     D
Shakin' those hips, lickin' those lips
G                             D
Doin' what you do to get the whole room lit

[Chorus]
           A               Bm
There you go sliding your hand in my pocket
F#m                D
Lighting me up and I kinda like it
    A     Bm
I know, oh oh oh
   F#m    D
I know, oh oh oh
       A                   Bm
Here I am breaking into a cold, hot sweat
F#m                  D
You ain't even got started yet
  A       Bm
I know, oh oh oh
                F#m    D
You don't even know, oh oh oh
        A             D
You're fire, you're fire
        A            D     A
You're fire, you're fire, oh
D
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