I was at your port of callOne more flyer upon a wallYou were talking to my friendAbout your new face, he's the number tenSo look at himYou don't know what you do to meYou don't know what you do to meOh, I'm not to blameBut I'm out in the alleyI'm burning for youLook out againIn your room, the candle rollsCasting shadows on the wallDoesn't look like you're the loneJust don't want to head back homeJust don't want to head back homeSo look at him againYou don't know what you do to meJust don't want to head back homeOh, I'm not to blameBut I'm out in the alleyI'm burning for youWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoaI'm burningI want you to come downCome downCome downoutside alreadyTurn it onInto the nightTo the lightning strikeMegaw superbStill burning for youLook out againYou don't know what you do to meOh, I'm not to blameBut I'm out in the alleyI'm burning for youBurning for youLook out, look out againI want you to look outBurning, burning, burningOh, man, look out againI want you to look out againI want you to look out again