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Turbonegro
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Hot Stuff/Hot Shit
Lyricist:Hans Erik Dyvik, Christer Engen, Rune Gronn, Pal Kjaernes, Knut Schreiner, Thomas Seltzer
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 looks 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 middle of a fire fight Hot boobs Hand grenades tearing up the night
Hot lips Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 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
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