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Текст и слова песни George Strait – Fireman

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Well they call me the fireman that's my name
Makin' my rounds all over town puttin' out old flames
Well everybody likes to have what I got I can cool 'em down when smolderin' hot
They call me the fireman that's my name

Last night they had a bad one a mile or two down the road
Well my buddy walked out and left this woman burnin' out of control
Well I was down there in bout an hour or so
With a little mouth to mouth she was ready to go
I'm the fireman that's my name
They call me the fireman...
[ fiddle - guitar ]
I've got fire-engine red T-bird automobile
In a minute or less I can be dressed fit to kill
I work twenty-four on and twenty-four off
When they get too hot they just give me a call
I'm the fireman that's my name
They call me the fireman...
They call me the fireman that's my name

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