| Who’s goin' to ride that chrome three-wheeler? |
| Who’s goin' to make that first mistake? |
| Who wants to wear those gypsy leathers |
| All the way to Fire Lake? |
| Who wants to break the news about Uncle Joe? |
| You remember Uncle Joe |
| He was the one afraid to cut the cake |
| Who wants to tell poor Aunt Sarah |
| Joe’s run off to Fire Lake? |
| Joe’s run off to Fire Lake |
| Who wants to brave those bronzed beauties |
| Lyin' in the sun |
| With their long soft hair falling |
| Flying as they run |
| Ah they smile so shy and they flirt so well |
| And they lay you down so fast |
| Till you look straight up and say |
| Oh lord, am I really here at last? |
| Who wants to play those eights and aces? |
| Who wants a raise, who needs a stake? |
| Who wants to take that long-shot gamble |
| And head out for Fire Lake? |
| Head out |
| Who wants to go to Fire Lake |
| Head out |
| Who wants to go to Fire Lake |
| Hey, head out |
| Who wants to go to Firelake |
| Head out, head out |
| Who wants to go to Fire Lake |
| Out to Fire Lake |
| All right! Who wants to do it? |
| Who wants to go to Fire Lake? |
| Who wants to do it? |
| Who wants to go to Fire Lake? |
| Who wants to do it now? |
| Who wants to go to Fire Lake? |
| Who wants to go to Fire Lake? |
| Hey, who wants to head out, head out? |