| 歌曲 | Hotter Than Mojave In My Heart |
| 歌手 | Iris DeMent |
| 专辑 | Infamous Angel |
| 作词 : Dement | |
| Well, I've heard 'em say there's one for everybody | |
| And I just knew, somehow, that you'd be the one for me | |
| 'Cause making love with you's not just a hobby | |
| No, it's the flame that burned the forest down in me | |
| And darling, was it day or was it night time | |
| Were them whippoorwills a-moaning through the trees, through the trees | |
| I don't remember just what you said but, ooh, right from the start | |
| You made me hotter than Mojave in my heart | |
| Well baby, I could stay this way forever | |
| Just passing time at ninety-nine degrees | |
| 'Cause loving you's my favorite kind of weather | |
| Oh, forever let the flame burn down in me | |
| And I'll not prepare my heart for the change of season | |
| And I'll whip old winter wind there if she blows, if she blows | |
| Well, God bless the day that you came along and you tipped my apple cart | |
| And you made me hotter than Mojave in my heart | |
| And I'll not prepare my heart for the change of season | |
| And I'm a-gonna whip old Winter Wind there if she blows, if she blows | |
| Well, God bless the day that you came along and you tipped my apple cart | |
| And you made me hotter than Mojave in my heart | |
| Now it's hotter than Mojave in my heart |
| zuò cí : Dement | |
| Well, I' ve heard ' em say there' s one for everybody | |
| And I just knew, somehow, that you' d be the one for me | |
| ' Cause making love with you' s not just a hobby | |
| No, it' s the flame that burned the forest down in me | |
| And darling, was it day or was it night time | |
| Were them whippoorwills amoaning through the trees, through the trees | |
| I don' t remember just what you said but, ooh, right from the start | |
| You made me hotter than Mojave in my heart | |
| Well baby, I could stay this way forever | |
| Just passing time at ninetynine degrees | |
| ' Cause loving you' s my favorite kind of weather | |
| Oh, forever let the flame burn down in me | |
| And I' ll not prepare my heart for the change of season | |
| And I' ll whip old winter wind there if she blows, if she blows | |
| Well, God bless the day that you came along and you tipped my apple cart | |
| And you made me hotter than Mojave in my heart | |
| And I' ll not prepare my heart for the change of season | |
| And I' m agonna whip old Winter Wind there if she blows, if she blows | |
| Well, God bless the day that you came along and you tipped my apple cart | |
| And you made me hotter than Mojave in my heart | |
| Now it' s hotter than Mojave in my heart |