Out Of The Frying Pan Lyrics - Singles - Jim Steinman

It's only 2 o'clock 

And the temperature's beginning to soar 

And all around the city 

You see the walking wounded and the living dead 

It's never been this hot and I've never been so bored 

And breathing is just no fun anymore 

And then I saw you like a summer dream 

And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said 

I saw you like a summer dream 

And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said 

You can feel the pulse of the pavement 

Racing like a runaway horse 

The subways are sizzling 

And the skin of the streets is gleaming with sweat 

I've seen you sitting on the steps outside 

And you were looking so restless and reckless and lost 

I think it's time for you to come inside 

I'll be waiting here with something that you'll never forget 

I think it's time for you to come inside 

I'll be waiting here with something that you'll never forget 

Come on, come on and there'll be no turning back 

You were only killing time and it'll kill you right back 

Come on, come on, it's time to burn up the fuse 

You got nothing to do and even less to lose 

You got nothing to do and even less to lose 

So wander down to the ancient hallway 

Taking the stairs only one at a time 

Follow the sound of my heartbeat now 

I'm in the room at the top, you're at the end of the line 

Open the door and lay down on the bed 

The sun is just a ball of desire 

And I wanna take you out of the frying pan and into the fire 

Out of the frying pan and into the fire 

Out of the frying pan and into the fire 

And I wanna take you out of the frying pan and into the fire 

Out of the frying pan and into the fire 

Out of the frying pan and into the fire 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

And into the fire 

It's only 2 o'clock 

And the temperature's beginning to soar 

And all around the city 

You see the walking wounded and the living dead 

It's never been this hot and I've never been so bored 

And breathing is just no fun anymore 

An then I saw you like a summer dream 

And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said 

I saw you like a summer dream 

And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said 

Come on, come on and there'll be no turning back 

You were only killing time and it'll kill you right back 

Come on, come on, it's time to burn up the fuse 

You got nothing to do and even less to lose 

You got nothing to do and even less to lose 

So wander down to the ancient hallway 

Taking the stairs only one at a time 

Follow the sound of my heartbeat 

Now I'm in the room at the top, you're at the end of the line 

Open the door and lay down on the bed 

The sun is just a ball of desire 

And I wanna take you out of the frying pan and into the fire 

Out of the frying pan and into the fire 

Out of the frying pan and into the fire 

And I wanna take you out of the frying pan and into the fire 

Out of the frying pan and into the fire 

Out of the frying pan and into the fire 

And into the, and into the, and into the 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

And into the fire 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

And into the fire, fire, fire 

Fire