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There's a heat wave steaming, somebody's screaming |
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This ain't no place to walk alone at night |
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She looks every inch a lady, talk about gun crazy |
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Hey don't point that thing at me |
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[Bridge] |
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(Smile for the camera, do your striptease, the looks of an angel) |
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She ain't no dime a dozen (she is the look) |
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You never did a thing that your mamma said (no no) |
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Your teacher cried and your daddy wants to know where he went wrong |
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So wrong |
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Sweat it out |
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[Chorus] |
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Hot Breath, warm me from the storm outside |
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Hot Breath, like a switchblade cutting through the air (still night air) |
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Hot breath, turn my pain to pleasure when my body cries |
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City hot and sleazy, take it slow and easy |
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Squeeze the trigger, pump it right on time |
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Ease the gun down babe, you know my safety's off |
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Move your sweat drenched body close to mine |
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[Bridge] |
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[Chorus] |
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Oh down there on the streets |
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I'm burning from the heat |
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Shooting hot lead, hear it call |
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Be there, catch me when I fall |
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[Solo] |
