I ain't talking 'bout burn the whole town down
Or ashes on the ground
I ain't talking 'bout blue in the middle
Or orange on the top
Girl, I'm talking 'bout hot
Don't even knock up on my door
Just walk on in and drop that dress on the floor

Fire, the kind that makes you pull an all-nighter
Yeah, every kiss is like a spark
Lighting up the dark like lighters
Silhouettes dancing
Your head in my hands and
You saying my name
The flame that can't get any higher
We got that kind of fire

I ain't talking about smoke from a match lit
That goes out too quick
I ain't talking about kerosene, gasoline
Or any other thing
We don't need
Baby, all we need Is a little midnight heating up
All it takes is one touch
To set us on

Fire, the kind that makes you pull an all-nighter
Yeah, every kiss is like a spark
Lighting up the dark like lighters
Silhouettes dancing
Your head in my hands and
You saying my name
The flame that can't get any higher
We got that kind of fire

That kind that don't burn out
Fire
The kind we got right now

Fire, the kind that makes you pull an all-nighter
Yeah, every kiss is like a spark
Lighting up the dark like lighters
Silhouettes dancing
Your head in my hands and
You saying my name
The flame that can't get any higher
We got that kind of fire, oh
That kind of fire baby, yeah
I ain't talking 'bout burn the whole town down
Or ashes on the ground

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Josh Hoge, Justin Wilson, Matt Mcvaney, Scotty Mccreery