Hot Stuff/Hot Shit - Turbonegro

Hot stuff

When I see you on my TV screen

Hot stuff

Oh you make me wanna cream my jeans

Hot shit

Oh boy I wish I was your man

Oh baby, take good care in Afghanistan

Hot lips

When I see you on the battlefield

Hot tits

Oh girl, I hope you don’t get killed

Hot shit

Oh baby, you just look so good

But now it looks like you’re stuck

In the wrong neighborhood

Hot stuff

Hot stuff

Hot shit

You took a bite of my heart and now

I don’t know what to do with it

Hot stuff

Hot stuff

Hot shit

You hi-jacked my heart and now

I think I’m gonna throw a fit

Hot buns

In the middle of a firefight

Hot boobs

Hand grenades tearing up the night

Hot legs

Don’t lose you’re heart to another man

Like the leader of some warring clan

Hot cakes

Let me know, can I anticipate

Hot lips

To wine and dine you at a special date

Hot skin

When you get back tell me yes or no

Please get out of the warzone 'cause I need you so

Hot stuff

Hot stuff

Hot shit

You took a bite of my heart and now

I don’t know what to do with it

Hot stuff

Hot stuff

Hot shit

You hi-jacked my heart and now

I think I’m gonna throw a fit