The Orchestra's On Fire Lyrics

She liked me better before she let me pet her...a gentle graze...a heavy-handed pie...she called me mister...reminds me of her sister...a healthy head of hair...and I couldn't blame her...the candlelight became her...the orchestra's on fire...on fire



(reprise)

so it's a little hard to tell what happens...

yeah I know, I understand

She's on fire...orchestra's on fire...