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 me down so fast
They look 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 Fire lake
Head out
Who wants to go to Fire Lake
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 yeah
Who wants to go to Fire Lake
Who wants to go to Fire Lake