Fire Lake - Bob Seger (鲍勃·西格)

Who's goin' to ride that chrome three wheeler

Who's goin' to make that first mistake

Who wants to wear those gypsy leathers

All the way to Fire Lake

Who wants to break the news about Uncle Joe

You remember Uncle Joe

He was the one afraid to cut the cake

Who wants to tell poor Aunt Sarah

Joe's run off to Fire Lake

Joe's run off to Fire Lake

Who wants to brave those bronzed beauties

Lyin' in the sun

With their long soft hair falling

Flying as they run

Ah they smile so shy and they flirt so well

And they lay me down so fast

They look up and say

Oh lord am I really here at last

Who wants to play those eights and aces

Who wants a raise who needs a stake

Who wants to take that long-shot gamble

And head out for Fire Lake

Head out

Who wants to go to Fire Lake

Head out

Who wants to go to Fire Lake

Hey head out

Who wants to go to Fire lake

Head out

Who wants to go to Fire Lake

Who wants to do it

Who wants to go to Fire Lake

Who wants to do it

Who wants to go to Fire Lake

Who wants to do it yeah

Who wants to go to Fire Lake

Who wants to go to Fire Lake