Turbonegro - Hot Stuff/Hot Shit Lyrics

Hot stuff - when I see you on my TV screen.
Hot stuff - oh, you make me wanna cream my jeans.
Hot shit - 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 shit - oh baby, you just look so good.
but it looks like you're stuck in the wrong neighborhood.

Hot stuff.
Hot stuff.
Hot shit.
You took a bite of my heart, now I don't know what to do with it.

Hot stuff.
Hot stuff.
Hot shit.
You hijacked my heart, now I think I'm gonna throw a fit.

Hot buns - in the middle of a firefight.
Hot boobs - hand grenades tearing up the night.
Hot legs - don't lose your heart to another man,
like the leader of some warring clan.

Hot cakes - let me know, can I anticipate
Hot lips - to wine and dine you at a special date?
Hot skin - when you get back, tell me yes or no.
Get out of the warzone, I need you so.

Hot stuff.
Hot stuff.
Hot shit.
You took a bite of my heart, now I don't know what to do with it.

Hot stuff.
Hot stuff.
Hot shit.
You hijacked my heart, now I think I'm gonna throw a fit.

Hot stuff.
Hot stuff.
Hot shit.
You took a bite of my heart, now I don't know what to do with it.

Hot stuff.
Hot stuff.
Hot shit.
You hijacked my heart, now I think I'm gonna throw a fit.

Hot stuff.
Hot stuff.
Hot shit.
You took a bite of my heart, now I don't know what to do with it.

Hot stuff.
Hot stuff.
Hot shit.
You hijacked my heart, now I think I'm gonna throw a fit.

(Hot stuff.)
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