Fire Down Below - Bette Midler

Here comes The Rose, looking mighty fine

Here comes ol' Nancy, walking right in time

Here comes the stripper, bringing on the night

Here come the boys, faces hidden from the light

Walk through the shadows

Well, they come and they go

Only one thing on their mind:

Fire down below

Whoa, here come the rich man in his big, long limousine

Here come the poor man, all you got to have is green

Here come the banker, lawyer and the cop

One thing’s for certain, it’s never gonna stop

When it all gets too heavy

They come and they go.

There they go

One thing on their mi-mi-mi-mind:

Fire down below

Whoa, there they go

One thing on their mi-mi-mi-mi-mind:

Fire down below

It happens out in Vegas, Moline

On the blue-blood streets of Boston

In Berkley, out in Queens

Went on yesterday, it’s going on tonight

Somewhere there’s somebody

Treatin' somebody right

I’m lookin' at The Rose

I’m lookin' mighty fine

I walk the streets

I’ll find you any time

Where the street lights flicker

Bringing on the night

I’ll be slipping into darkness;

Slippin' out of sight

Oh, through the midnight

I come!

I go!

Only one thing on my my mind:

Fire down below

One thing on my my my mind:

Fire down below

Fire, fire, fire, hoo, hoo, hoo

One thing on my my mind:

Fire down below