Bare feet on hot bricks
Small towns take me back to this
I walked coals of fire I didn't feel a thing
Down your alley to Lanedon Lane
The train crosses Quincy St.
That's the corner we'd always meet
Mama didn't like the looks of you
I told her you were shy
It wasn't the truth
Not the truth
Playin' with fire
Is a little bit dangerous
Matches in an open field
Are a little bit dangerous
In the summer afternoons
Walk to the blue chlorine pool
Lifeguard knew me since the second grade
He said girl you haven't changed
Kissin' in the vacant lot
All we had was youth and trust
We were runnin' till the sun went down
Yea we really thought we owned this town
This town
Playin' with fire yea
Is a little bit dangerous
Matches in an open field
Are a little bit dangerous
Playin' with fire
Is a little bit dangerous
Matches in an open field
Are a little bit dangerous
Are a little bit dangerous
Are a little bit dangerous
The train crosses Quincy St.
That's the corner we'd always meet
The train crosses Quincy St.
That's the corner we'd always meet