Hotter Than Sin
You'd have to grow up in the South to understand
There's a church on every street trying to practice what we preach
But when she burst in the room and I said, "damn"
I crumbled into weakness, knew I had to come to Jesus
She's hotter than sin
Her touch would melt your skin
A wildfire like a flame in the wind
That sexy little strut
Would make the devil blush
Is this what they call burning love?
She's hotter than
She's hotter than sin
Lord, she's a blessing on the eyes
Despite her wicked walk, her beauty is divine
Could she be an angel underneath?
Heaven help the fool that gets close enough to see
She's hotter than sin
Her touch would melt your skin
A wildfire like a flame in the wind
That sexy little strut
Would make the devil blush
Is this what they call burning love?
She's hotter than
She's hotter than sin
She'd walk the surface of the sun
Kiss the barrel of a gun
Get you sweatin' just thinkin' about
I bet her bubble baths boil
Better watch yourself boy
'Cause a fire like that will take you straight down, down, down
She's hotter than sin
Her touch would melt your skin
A wildfire like a flame in the wind
That sexy little strut
Would make the devil blush
Is this what they call burning love?
She's hotter than
She's hotter than sin
There's a church on every street trying to practice what we preach
But when she burst in the room and I said, "damn"
I crumbled into weakness, knew I had to come to Jesus
She's hotter than sin
Her touch would melt your skin
A wildfire like a flame in the wind
That sexy little strut
Would make the devil blush
Is this what they call burning love?
She's hotter than
She's hotter than sin
Lord, she's a blessing on the eyes
Despite her wicked walk, her beauty is divine
Could she be an angel underneath?
Heaven help the fool that gets close enough to see
She's hotter than sin
Her touch would melt your skin
A wildfire like a flame in the wind
That sexy little strut
Would make the devil blush
Is this what they call burning love?
She's hotter than
She's hotter than sin
She'd walk the surface of the sun
Kiss the barrel of a gun
Get you sweatin' just thinkin' about
I bet her bubble baths boil
Better watch yourself boy
'Cause a fire like that will take you straight down, down, down
She's hotter than sin
Her touch would melt your skin
A wildfire like a flame in the wind
That sexy little strut
Would make the devil blush
Is this what they call burning love?
She's hotter than
She's hotter than sin
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Writer(s): Erin Mccaffrey, Trenton Duncan Ii, Sarah Morey
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