I don't know, maybe I should just have left well enough alone
I'd been whistling a different tune and be almost fully grown
But I had a stick
And there was a fire
Who can resist a naked flame?
I'd probably do the same again

When I get my
Second chance
When I get my
Second chance

A sleeping dog is better left undisturbed, or so they say
I woke mine up, took me for a ride round the world then back again
Here I am now nursing exit wounds
Through which my luck deserted me
I still wake him up again

When I get my
Second chance
When I get my
Second chance
Still waiting for my
Second chance

Once bitten and
Twice shy and then
Three times well more fool me
Try and keep me from
Getting up again
I dare you

Look at us stand close to the fire
Now unafraid of naked flame
I'm gonna burn myself again

When I get my
Second chance
When I get my
Second chance
Still waiting for my
Second chance
When I get my
Second chance