| Adaptation from «Hotter Than That»
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| Written by Lillian Armstrong
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| Adapted lyric by Alan Paul
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| Intro
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| If you just tell me you’ll be true
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| And say you love me too,
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| Then we’ll hit the moon 'cause nothing else could be Any hotter than that
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| Verse 1 (Janis)
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| When the Fahrenheit hits me it is like a wave in flight
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| I’m tellin' you man, it makes me boil to where I’m losin' my sight
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| But Babe compared to you, a tropical Bayou that I might discover
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| Is like the frozen night air from the Arctic Sea
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| Love. |
| .. .. .. .. .. .. is the fire, the flame that I’m speaking of You’ve cast that spell that voodoo that I want called love
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| So if you’ll say you’ll be true
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| And say you love me too
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| Then we will hit the moon
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| Breakin' the thermostat
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| Verse 2 (Cheryl)
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| Just wait a minute while I spin a little tale
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| It’s story of. |
| .. romance and mixed emotion
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| Far removed from that which most encounter
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| When they’re lookin' for love.
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| It’s all about a burnin' yearnin' that I have known too well.
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| This flame of fire it overtakes me each time I get movin' to a crazy
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| Grindin' little rhythm when the music is up Syncopatin' wild music is the aphrodisiac that I adore
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| Some folks think I’m a bit spicy but they really don’t offend me at all
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| A bit carefree like Anais Nin am I in all the little matters
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| That pertain to love
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| Thanks for the listen don’t be missin' all the sizzlin' out of love
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| Chorus
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| It’s hotter than a hundred-and-ten in mid-July
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| We’re sayin' it’s
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| Hotter than Tabasco or Jamaican fry
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| When you say you’ll be true
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| And tell me you love me too
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| The yen for you won’t hesitate
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| (scat)
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| So. |
| .. if you were to say to me babe
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| That you find me, oh so fine dear
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| When you say. |
| .. you just can not live without me Than nothin' baby, could be hotter than that
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| Sax solo
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| Chorus 2
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| It’s hotter than a hundred-and-ten in mid-July
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| We’re sayin' it’s
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| Hotter than Tabasco or Jamaican fry
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| When you say you’ll be true
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| And tell me you love me too
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| The yen for you won’t hesitate
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| (scat)
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| So. |
| .. if you were to say to me babe
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| That you find me oh so fine dear
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| When you say you just can not live without me then
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| Laddy, look out Gabe
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| (Sax solo and scat)
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| So if you just say you’ll be true
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| And you cannot live without me Then nothing, baby, could be hotter than that
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| (scat) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nothing Could Be Hotter Than That, artist - Manhattan Transfer. Album song The Spirit Of St. Louis, in the genre