Too Hot Mama
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Swing me under the avocado tree
Tie a rope to your foot so you could check on me
Sing to me of your joys and sorrows
See the hope in my eyes of a better tomorrow
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Anywhere the wind blows
Born in the winter I was made for the cold
Born in the winter I was made for the cold
Open up the windows
Let the wind blow through, let it fill your soul
Let the wind blow through, let it fill your soul
Comfort me when I'm scared and frightened
Of the wind and the rain or the thunder and lightening
Dry my tears kiss my fears away
Some extra love when I had a bad day
Hold me close, whisper sweet and low
Say you'll be with me wherever I roll
And if someone ever wins your heart
Don't lose yourself trying to play some part
I'm telling you
It's too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Swing me under the avocado tree
Tie a rope to your foot so you could check on me
Sing to me of your joys and sorrows
See the hope in my eyes of a better tomorrow
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Anywhere the wind blows
Born in the winter I was made for the cold
Born in the winter I was made for the cold
Open up the windows
Let the wind blow through, let it fill your soul
Let the wind blow through, let it fill your soul
Comfort me when I'm scared and frightened
Of the wind and the rain or the thunder and lightening
Dry my tears kiss my fears away
Some extra love when I had a bad day
Hold me close, whisper sweet and low
Say you'll be with me wherever I roll
And if someone ever wins your heart
Don't lose yourself trying to play some part
I'm telling you
It's too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Too hot mama, I'm just too hot
Credits
Writer(s): Brad Watanabe, Michael Timothy Love, Paula Fuga
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