Hot Cookin'
Won't you let the heat out of the oven?
Lord, it takes a while to build a fire
Don't let 'em cool you down
Don't let 'em cool you down
'Cause it's some hot cookin' that's going on tonight
And the temperature is rising just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burning bright
Think I might
'Cause if you put the fuel into the fire
And you start a chain reaction
Which is burning me
Toss and turning me through the night
The temperature is rising fast
This feeling's strong, I can't mask
It's two for you to melt into desire
'Cause it's some hot cookin' that's going on tonight
And the temperature is rising just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burning bright
Think I might
My mama always said, "Don't play with fire"
Goin' to up and burn this whole house down
But I'm about to start this match and paper on fire
So you better run and call someone to come
My fever's pitching and I'm not so sure
Just what I'm talking 'bout
I put my foot into my mouth
I don't know what I'm saying
Now is not the time for words
Forget all those things you heard
It's time for you to melt into the fire
'Cause it's some hot cookin' that's going on tonight
And the temperature is rising just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burning bright
I think I might
Yes, I think I might
Yes, I think I might
Ooh, I think I might
Whoa, Lord, yeah
Lord, it takes a while to build a fire
Don't let 'em cool you down
Don't let 'em cool you down
'Cause it's some hot cookin' that's going on tonight
And the temperature is rising just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burning bright
Think I might
'Cause if you put the fuel into the fire
And you start a chain reaction
Which is burning me
Toss and turning me through the night
The temperature is rising fast
This feeling's strong, I can't mask
It's two for you to melt into desire
'Cause it's some hot cookin' that's going on tonight
And the temperature is rising just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burning bright
Think I might
My mama always said, "Don't play with fire"
Goin' to up and burn this whole house down
But I'm about to start this match and paper on fire
So you better run and call someone to come
My fever's pitching and I'm not so sure
Just what I'm talking 'bout
I put my foot into my mouth
I don't know what I'm saying
Now is not the time for words
Forget all those things you heard
It's time for you to melt into the fire
'Cause it's some hot cookin' that's going on tonight
And the temperature is rising just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burning bright
I think I might
Yes, I think I might
Yes, I think I might
Ooh, I think I might
Whoa, Lord, yeah
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Writer(s): Garrett D. Dutton
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