Loretta Lynn
"Playing With Fire" lyrics

Playing With Fire

I'm sorry and the night's not even over
I'll end up hurt
But worse, I'll be to blame
After all that I've been burned
You'd think I'd finally learn
Still I keep walking right back
Through the flame

Lord, I'm playing with fire one more time
Covering his flaming lips with mine
Knowing I should let him go
Oh, Lordy, what a fool
I'm playing with fire
And the hotter it gets
The harder it is
To keep it cool

Sometimes I curse the day I ever met him
But worse, I curse myself
Cause he's not mine
I always see the smoke
Before I start to choke
It's the same old flame
That gets me every time

Lord, I'm playing with fire one more time
Covering his flaming lips with mine
Knowing I should let him go
Oh, Lordy, what a fool
I'm playing with fire
And the hotter it gets
The harder it is
To keep it cool

Authors: Lola Jean Dillon