Too Hot To Handle [1952 version] lyrics
by Eddie Noack
[Verse 1]
You're too hot to handle, I'm turning you loose
Like a hot potato, I know it's no use
'cause I'm just a country boy and it's plain to see
You're too hot to handle for me
[Piano Solo]
[Verse 2]
When I'm drinking whiskey, you want champagne
I ain't got the money and then you complain
When I'm wearing blue jeans, you're wearing mink
You're too hot to handle, I think
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
You walk down the sidewalk and think you're so hot
You think you got something that you haven't got
Don't mind high-hog eating if I ain't the hog
Don't mind some dogging if I ain't the dog
[Fiddle Solo]
[Verse 4]
You're too hot to handle, you're too cold to love
You're too money-hungry to be my turtledove
The high cost of loving is about to ruin mе
You're too hot to handle for me