Bottle Rocket Lyrics

Girl who ya kiddin, your man"s a dog,
You can collar him and train him but it won"t be long,
If you take your love away he"s a wolf again,
Runnin with the pack loyal to his sin,
Baby who ya foolin I"m kerosine,
Add a little fire and your warm with me,
But get a little careless and I"ll burn ya down,
Turn your house to rubble smoking on the ground,

Whoa
Light it up and I can"t stop it,
Whoa
Bottle rocket, bottle rocket,
In every gentle man there"s a little bit of rebel,
Walkin like a saint butcha dancing with the devil,
Whoa
Bottle rocket I can"t stop it anymore.
It"s a fine, fine line that I walk for sure,
Between the straight and narrow and the open door,
I wanna find that light that you found in me,
Before the night"s so dark that I"m too blind to see

Whoa
Light it up and I can"t stop it,
Whoa
Bottle rocket, bottle rocket,
In every gentle man there"s a little bit of rebel,
Walkin like a saint butcha dancing with the devil,
Whoa
Bottle rocket I can"t stop it anymore.
Well maybe I"m in over my head,
But I"ll keep throwing punches and I"ll sleep when I"m dead,

Whoa
Light it up and I can"t stop it,
Whoa
Bottle rocket, bottle rocket,
In every gentle man there"s a little bit of rebel,
Walkin like a saint butcha dancing with the devil,
Whoa
Bottle rocket I can"t stop it anymore