Fighting fire with fire — текст песни (Kenny Rogers)

Fighting fire with fire.

You came here on purpose, in front of me, Diana
To be seen with some other man
You`re wanting me to watch him, enjoy the freedom
You`re letting him take with his hands.

Did you tell or must I tell him, Diana
Does it matter to that kind of man?
Any place he touches or kisses, Diana
Is some place I`ve already been.

You know you`re fighting fire with fire
Over something that broke us apart
At least I was hiding and trying, Diana
To keep it from breaking your heart.

You must`ve been crazy, for taking advantage
Of the fact that you weren`t around
But she was so soft and pretty
And she made a promise, never to utter a sound.

Can you tell or must I tell you, Diana
It`s a heart burning hell that I`m in
And any place he touches or kisses, Diana
I`d gladly crawl back there again.

You know …