Out of the Frying Pan (And Into the Fire)

It's only two o'clock and the temperature's beginning to soar
 And all around the city you see the walking wounded and the living dead
 It's never been this hot, and I've never been so bored
 And breathing is just no fun anymore
 Then I saw you like a summer dream
 And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
 Ooh, I saw you like a summer dream
 And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
 You can feel the pulse of the pavement racing like a runaway horse
 The subways are sizzling and the skin of the streets is gleaming with sweat
 I've seen you sitting on the steps outside
 And you were looking so restless and reckless and lost
 I think it's time for you to come inside
 I'll be waiting here with something that you'll never forget
 I think it's time for you to come inside
 I'll be waiting here with something that you'll never forget
 Well, come on, come on and there'll be no turning back
 You were only killing time, and it can kill you right back
 Come on, come on, it's time to burn up the fuse
 You got nothing to do and even less to lose
 You got nothing to do and even less to lose
 So wander down the ancient hallway, taking the stairs only one at a time
 And follow the sound of my heartbeat now
 I'm in the room at the top, you're at the end of the line
 So open the door and lay down on the bed, the sun is just a ball of desire
 And I wanna take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
 Out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
 Out of the frying pan and into the fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire
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 It's only two o'clock and the temperature's beginning to soar
 And all around the city you see the walking wounded and the living dead
 It's never been this hot, and I've never been so bored
 And breathing is just no fun anymore
 And then I saw you like a summer dream
 And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
 Well, come on, come on and there'll be no turning back
 You were only killing time, and it can kill you right back
 Come on, come on, it's time to burn up the fuse
 You got nothing to do and even less to lose
 You got nothing to do and even less to lose
 So wander down the ancient hallway, taking the stairs only one at a time
 And follow the sound of my heartbeat now
 I'm in the room at the top, you're at the end of the line
 So open the door and lay down on your bed, the sun is just a ball of desire
 And I wanna take you out of the frying pan
 Out of the frying pan
 Out of the frying pan
 And into the fire
 I wanna take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
 Out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
 Ooh, out of the frying pan
 And into the fire
 (Into the fire) fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the fire, fire, fire
 And into the-