Pokin' Around In The Ashes

Capo 1 G C Campground s quiet, everyone's gone G Em D G Pine needles are smokin as I sing a song G C About unfufilled romance and untouched desire G Em D G Pokin round in the ashes too close to the fire G Em D G Pokin round in the ashes too close to the fire Her name was Vanessa she tore me apart She left smoke on my brain, she put rocks in my heart She sat in the front row of the left corner aisle Damn near punched my ticket when she flashed me a smile William Shakespeare'd get speechless if he looked at her lips Ann Margaret'd get jealous if she saw this girl's hips And I'll have to censor all the thoughts that transpired Pokin round in the ashes too close to the fire I tried to stay focused but her eyes were too much We blushed and we giggled but we never did touch When I looked at my test scores I put my head in my hands Wrote I love Vanessa on my final exan Three o'clock Monday the last school bell rang I ran to her sportscar and I screamed out her name And all I remember before I went black Was I saw her talkin to the star quarterback So listen up campers, it's better I learned To get stung by an ember before you get burned Cause the saints shared the flames with the thieves and the liars Pokin round in the ashes too close to the fire Pokin round in the ashes too close to the fire Pokin round in the ashes too close to the fire