The Hots

Words & Music by Christopher Kent

Thinking of you drives me crazy
You are so warm and tender
Just when I’m thinking that nothing could phase me
You put a dent in my cosmic fender
Sometimes when I see you coming
I start to shudder
You’ve got me up to forty knots
And shaking at the rudder
‘Cause Darlin’

I’ve got the hots for you
I’ve got the hots for you
I’ve got the hots for you
You know I do

Darlin’, you’ve got everything
You’ve got the keys to my desires
You can drop by any time
And fiddle with my wires
There’s so much living inside my brain
Just running around my soul
I’d like to wrap it up in wine
And give it to you whole,
‘Cause Darlin’

I’ve got the hots for you
I’ve got the hots for you
I’ve got the hots for you
You know I do

I get so hot and bothered every time you smile
You’ve got me tuned right to your wavelength
Don’t touch that dial!
Anything you feel like doing, well that’s just fine with me
I come cheap, but I wanna be free

I’ve got the hots for you
I’ve got the hots for you
I’ve got the hots for you
You know I do

Copyright 1982 by Christopher Kent. All rights reserved.