Bob Seger Lyrics
"Fire Lake"

Who's gonna ride that chrome three-wheeler?
Who's gonna make that first mistake?
Who wants to wear those gypsy leathers
All the way to Fire Lake?

Who want to break the news about Uncle Joe?
You remember Uncle Joe.
He was the one afraid to cut the cake.
Who wants to tell poor Aunt Sarah
Joe's run off to Fire Lake.
Joe's run off to Fire Lake.

Who wants to brave those bronzed beauties lying in the sun.
With their long soft hair falling flying as they run.
Ah, they smile so shy and they flirt so well.
And they lay you down so fast till you look straight up and say,
"Oh Lord, am I really here at last?"

Who wants to play those eights and aces?
Who wants a raise? Who wants a stake?
Who's gonna take that long shot gamble
And head out for Fire Lake?

Head out. (Who wants to go to Fire lake?)
Head out, yeah. (Who wants to go to Fire Lake?)
Head out, head out. (Who wants to go to Fire Lake?)
Head out.
(Who wants to go to Fire Lake?) Out to Fire Lake. Alright.
Who's wants to do it? (Who wants to go to Fire Lake?)
Who's wants to do it?
(Who wants to go to Fire Lake?) Who wants to do it?
Who wants to do it, yeah.
(Who wants to go to Fire Lake?) Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh.