Irons In The Fire Lyrics - Teena Marie: Ultimate Collection - Teena Marie

People say I've got my hands in too many things 

Keeping time with paupers just as well as kings 

I toss my hat up to the silver sky 

And then I sigh 

Look at all the blessings in my life 

Here I am your Piscean holocaust 

Born in Venice Harlem with some sweet and sour sauce 

I close my eyes and still somehow I feel 

You're here with me 

And you are such a blessing in my life 

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Here I am, I'm just a fragment of my God 

Heavenly father, hear me 

Sometimes life gets so hard 

With you as my desire 

Spirit's gonna build me higher 

I've got to keep my irons in the fire 

Got to keep my irons in the fire