[Intro – dirty piano, crawling bass, raspy tenor sax]
[Piano – low blues roll]
[Blues Choir – deep hum]
Mmmmmm…
Ohhhhhh…
[Lead – gravelly]
Don’t burn it all at once, baby…
The best kind of fire
Takes its damn time.
[Verse 1]
There’s heat still hanging
In this smoky room,
Morning at the window,
But it came too soon.
You give me that look
And turn the daylight away,
Then that dirty old piano
Finds another song to play.
One hand on my shoulder,
That smile upon your face,
You pull me back into you
And the whole world loses place.
[Blues Choir – low]
Burn slow…
Burn slow…
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feed that flame too fast,
Let it crawl beneath the skin.
Take your sweet time, baby,
And let that fire begin.
[Chorus – heavy slow groove]
Burn slow, baby,
Burn all night.
Keep that body moving
Till the feeling’s right.
Burn slow, baby,
Don’t you rush that flame.
Let that dirty sax holler
While the choir calls your name.
[Blues Choir – powerful]
BURN SLOW!
BURN SLOW, BABY!
[Tenor sax – raspy answer]
[Verse 2]
That bass is rolling deeper,
Drums dragging way behind.
Every little move you make
Keeps messing with my mind.
The Hammond starts to growl,
That six-string starts to cry,
Piano rolling dirty
While you look me in the eye.
No reason for a hurry,
We know this rhythm well.
If moving slow’s a sin,
Then baby, send me straight to hell.
[Blues Choir]
Ohhhhhh…
Burn slow…
[Lead]
That’s it, baby…
[Instrumental – piano and sax trade phrases]
[Piano – hard blues lick]
[Sax – long breathy growl]
[Guitar – screaming bend]
[Chorus]
Burn slow, baby,
Burn all night.
Keep that body moving
Till the feeling’s right.
Burn slow, baby,
Don’t you rush that flame.
Let that dirty sax holler
While the choir calls your name.
[Bridge – bass and dirty piano]
[Lead – low]
Everybody wants the fire…
Nobody knows how to let it simmer.
[Blues Choir]
Mmmmmm…
[Lead]
We do.
[Sax – low moaning phrase]
[Breakdown – slowest groove]
Slow…
Down…
Let that rhythm roll around.
Hold…
Close…
Let that dirty piano go.
Sax cries.
Six-string bends.
Then we start it all again.
[Blues Choir – building]
BURN…
SLOW…
BURN…
SLOW…
[Final Chorus – full band]
BURN SLOW, BABY,
Make that midnight last.
We ain’t chasing daylight,
Let it walk right past.
Burn slow, baby,
Let that whole room sway.
Piano rolling dirty
While that sax just screams away.
[Blues Choir – huge]
BURN SLOW!
BURN SLOW!
BURN SLOW, BABY!
[Outro – filthy sax and dirty piano]
[Lead – gravelly whisper]
That’s the thing about a good fire…
You don’t put it out.
You feed it.
[Blues Choir – fading]
Mmmmmm…