I break my back from nine to five my woman she does too
But when she come home she don't love me the way she used to do
So on my way back from the bust I take a detour
She called my name, did things to me, my woman's never done before
Oooo that woman is on fire she makes me feel brand new
I can't get enough but its no fuss she's always in the mood
I'm burning in her fire and you may call me a fool
But you know damn well life is much too stale when you follow all the rules
How long will this last this wicked game
It's not just me you see my woman's doing the same
For a while now it's not how it was before
She whispers when she talks I always have to knock cause she always locks the door
Oooo my woman is on fire she got love spots on her neck
It doesn't seem like much when you learn to forget
I was burning in her fire and I wish I could go back
Well, it's a pity we want those things that we don't have