Hot Number

(album: Hot Number - 1987)

If you want to come with me
I know you do
If you want my loving
Here I am for you
My heart's beating outta control
I'm trying to be cool
Learning things that I never learned
When I was in school
You're a, whoo!
Hot number

My blood is boiling, baby
And that ain't no lie
You got a special kind of home cooking
To satisfy
When I-I-I-I-I kiss your lips
And hold you close to me
I can feel the temperature rising
Unseasonably
'Cause you're a, whoo!
Hot number

It starts with a simmer, baby
And comes to a boil
Put it in the oven, baby
And heat up the coil
The weatherman says it's gonna be cold
And not very clear
It don't matter what the forecast says
Whenever you are near
Come on, pretty baby
Take me by my hand
I want to feel the heat
Like the desert sand
'Cause you're a, whoo!
Hot number

You're a, whoo!
Hot number
Yes, you're a hot number
I'm burning up now
I've got heat stroke, whoo!
You're a, a hot number
Come on, now, you're a, whoo!
A hot number