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The blind referee says it. The unlucky amputee says it. The giant killer bee. Landing on my knee says. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. The cop with his breathalyser. The paddy with his fertiliser. The man in the basement. Thatâ€™s getting a taste for it says. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. The fucked-up Rastafarian says it. The dribbling libertarian says it. The sweet little Goth. With the ears of cloth says. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. Babeâ€™ Iâ€™m on fire. The cross-over country singer says it. The hump-backed bell ringer says it. The swinger the flinger. The outraged right-winger says. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. The man going hiking says it. The misunderstood Viking says it. The man at the rodeo. And the lonely old Eskimo says. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. Chorus. The mild little Christian says it. The wild Sonny Liston says it. The pimp and the gimp. And the guy with the limp says. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. Babe Iâ€™m on fire. 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