Hot Hot Hot

My life is my poetry - A podcast by lana del queen

You are brawlin' hardSanta Monica BoulevardBlack tint glass on your cherry red carYou know very well no one's bad as you areYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you gotYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you gotOh, you look so hotYour face is like a map of the starsYour switchblade smile and your battle wound scarsI'm so hot for you, baby, babyThis love is oursYou're still in the gameI want you to changeStop makin' it rainI wanna be your be your girlWanna be your girlYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you gotYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you gotOh, you look like artShinin' like a star in the darkLightnin' strikes, you're my infinite sparkSet the world on fire and it's lovely to watchThey're scared of your nameThey know you're insaneI like it that wayI have to be your girlI gotta be your girlYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you gotYou shot, shot, shot, shot, shotAn arrow through my heart, now I want you a lotLife is like, like a little gameThat we like to playJust for fun, just for fun'Cause we take nothing seriouslyNothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, -ongLife is like, like a piece of cake'Cause we love to playJust for fun, in the sunYeah, we know nothing means a thing 'causeWe have won, boy, we wonOh, be still, my heartYou're shinin' like a light in the darkYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you gotYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you gotYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you gotYou're hot, hot, hot, hot, hotYou know that I want what you got