Hot Stuff / Hot sh*t lyrics

Hot Stuff
When I see you on my TV screen
Hot Stuff
Oh you make me wanna cream my jeans
Hot sh*t
Oh boy I wish I was your man
Baby take good care in Afghanistan
Hot lips
When I see you on the battlefield
Hot tits
Oh girl I hope you don't get killed
Hot sh*t
Oh baby you just looks so good
But it looks like you're stuck in the wrong neighborhood

Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot sh*t
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do with it
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot sh*t
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit

Hot buns
In middle of a fire fight
Hot boobs
Hand grenades tearing up the night
Hot lips
You'll loose your heart to another man
Like a leader of a warring clan
Hot cakes
Let me know can I anticipate
Hot licks
To wine and dine you at a special date
Hot skin
Will you be back tell me yes or no
Get out of that war zone I need you so
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot sh*t
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do with it
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot sh*t
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit

Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot sh*t
You took a bite of my heart now I don't know what to do with it
Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot sh*t
You highjacked my heart now I think I'm gonna throw a fit

Hot Stuff
Hot Stuff Hot sh*t