Can't Put Out the Fire

Hey daddy, can I join the army?
I think I’m ready (Oh, I think I’m ready)
Oh honey, don’t you worry baby
I think you’re ready (Oh I think you’re ready)
Blood and fire, smoke machines
I got a piggyback ride to the front row
I’m higher, I’m in the scene
I got a chance to go to the big show
But that was only the beginning
I said
Woah, can’t put out the fire
Woah, flames are going higher
Woah, can’t put out the fire tonight
Hey baby, can I tell you a secret?
You wanna hear it? (I wanna hear it!)
And baby, promise me that you’ll never keep it
Please baby, promise me (I can’t keep it!)
I want bass pumping, skinny jeans
I want an interview with a late show
I wanna be a rockin’ queen
I wanna be on stage in the big show
And this is only the beginning
I said
Woah, can’t put out the fire…
Woah, can’t put out the fire…
Are you ready? Cuz’ I am ready!
Woah, can’t put out the fire…
So let it burn, burn, burn!