Kindling

You won't count to seven, it's usually 'til ten To hell with Sydney girls, you're much better than them On my mattress I've been drawing a line where I'll shut my eyes and where you should lie, you should lie If you should lie I'll be a lighter of fires you be the fighter of fires I'll be the fighter of fires you be the lighter fires should I choose to stay here now all depends on buildings, buses, streets, trees, rain and friends on my mattress I've been drawing a line where I'll shut my eyes and where you should lie, you should lie If you should lie I'll be a lighter of fires you'll be a fighter of fires I'll be a fighter of fires you be a lighter of fires