You're a red hot dishwith a pinch of fun...
You're a piece of metalbeneath the August sun.
You're a raging fireon a winter night.
I don't know how you do it,but you sure do it right!
You ignite a sparkthat hits the spot.
Oh, yeah.You make me hot!
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You're a red hot dishwith a pinch of fun... You Make Me Hot
You're a piece of metalbeneath the August sun.
You're a raging fireon a winter night.
I don't know how you do it,but you sure do it right!
You ignite a sparkthat hits the spot.
Oh, yeah.You make me hot!
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