Who’S Got A Match?

Which of the witches do you belong The one with the eye patch or the one that's highly strung? I know you can't trust anyone How do you capture a photograph Put it to sleep, pretend you're having a laugh? I know you thought you'd had the last I'm a fire and I burn, burn, burn tonight I'm a fire and I burn, burn, burn tonight I'm a fire and I burn, burn, burn tonight I'm a fire and I burn, burn, burn tonight The midget is frigid, I put it to you Who's got a match? I've got the petrol to set it to I know I shouldn't have trusted you It's making me tense what you're telling me A series of facts that don't compute the cla*sic way I guess I'm wrong again anyway I'm a fire and I burn, burn, burn tonight I'm a fire and I burn, burn, burn tonight I'm a fire and I burn, burn, burn tonight I'm a fire and I burn, burn, burn tonight I'm a fire and I burn tonight I'm a fire I'm a fire and I burn tonight I'm a fire I'm a fire and I burn, burn I'm a fire and I burn, burn I'm a fire and I burn, burn I'm a fire and I burn, burn I'm a fire and I burn, burn I'm a fire and I burn, burn I'm a fire, I'm a fire I'm a fire