Well, it's out of the fryin' pan and into the fire
You bent over, baby, and let me be the driver
Just a cut of pink, wouldn't believe me if I told you
But this time you bit off more than you can chew
My my, yeah, just listen to this, babe

I got nasty habits, it's a fine line, so many girls and so littletime
When love rears it's head, I wanna get on your case
Ooh baby, wanna put my log in your fireplace, maybe, baby, you wanna get played

Burn bitch, burn, oooh, burn bitch, burn, oooh
Burn bitch, burn, oooh, burn bitch, burn

Well it's an act of thrust and anyway you slice it
No sticks and stones, no kicks and groans can hide it
So, why kid yourself, it's so cut and dry
Your body's condemned and figures don't lie

Gonna cover my class, won't sit up and beg
Gotta keep my tail between my legs
You're cuttin' off your nose to spite your face
Ooh babe, gonna put you in your place

So, burn bitch, burn, oooh - well the heels are stacked now
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - and there's nothin' you can do
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - so don't burn your bridges
Burn bitch, burn - we're all through, we are all through baby, so just burn

Well, the heels are stacked against you
Don't burn your bridges, we're all through
Hey, babe, and there's nothin' you can do

Burn bitch, burn, oooh - and there's nothin' you can do, babe
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - we're all through
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - ooh burn, burn my baby
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - yeah
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - and there's nothin' you can do, babe
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - we're all through
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - ooh burn, burn my baby
Burn bitch, burn, oooh - yeah

Composição: Gene Simmons