Jim Steinman - Out Of The Frying Pan lyrics

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 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 street 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 Come on, come on and there'll be no turning back You were only k**ing time and it'll k** 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 to the ancient hallway, taking the stairs only one at a time 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 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 I saw you like a summer dream And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said Come on, come on and there'll be no turning back You were only k**ing time and it'll k** 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 to the ancient hallway, taking the stairs only one at a time 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 Out of the frying pan Out of the frying pan and into the fire 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) And into the fire, fire, fire And into the fire, fire, fire And into the fire, fire, fire...