Текст песни Fire Lake - Bob Seger

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

Who wants 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
Lyin′ 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 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 needs a stake?
Who wants to take that long-shot gamble?
And head out for Fire Lake

And head out (who wants to go to Fire Lake)
And head out (who wants to go to Fire Lake)
Hey, head out, head out (who wants to go to Firelake)
Head out, out to Fire Lake (who wants to go to Fire Lake)

Who's gonna do it? (Who wants to go to Fire Lake)
Who′s gonna 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) Who?
(Who wants to go to Fire Lake)