Kenny Rogers
Fightin’ Fire with Fire
You came here on purpose, in front of me, Diana
To be seen with some other man
You're wanting me to watch him, enjoy the freedom
You're letting him take with his hands
Did you tell or must I tell him, Diana
Does it matter to that kind of man?
Any place he touches or kisses, Diana
Is some place I've already been
You know you're fighting fire with fire
Over something that broke us apart
At least I was hiding and trying, Diana
To keep it from breaking your heart
You must've been crazy, for taking advantage
Of the fact that you weren't around
But she was so soft and pretty
And she made a promise, never to utter a sound
Can you tell or must I tell you, Diana
It's a heart burning hell that I'm in
And any place he touches or kisses, Diana
I'd gladly crawl back there again
You know you're fighting fire with fire
Over something that broke us apart
At least I was hiding and trying, Diana
To keep it from breaking your heart...