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