| Hot Cha, where are you?
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| Everybody’s eyes are closed
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| I can’t see why I miss you so
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| So, hot Cha, where are you?
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| First time hot Cha went away
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| A floating island was his home
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| Then the phone rang off the hook
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| And hot Cha had to come back home
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| Hot Cha, where are you?
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| Everybody’s eyes are closed
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| I can’t see why I miss you so
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| So, hot Cha, where are you?
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| Second time he went away
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| Left the bathtub running over
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| Stereo on and cooking bacon
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| Never came back to tell us why
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| If that honey would come back
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| We would throw such a party
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| Drink and cook the prodigal son
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| Fondue forks for everybody
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| Hot Cha, where are you?
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| Everybody’s eyes are closed
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| I can’t see why I miss you so
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| So, hot Cha, where are you?
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| Hot Cha, where are you?
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| Hot Cha, where are you? |