Hot stuff
Everybody on the dance floor
You know what I’m talking about
Music make you forget all your trouble
Make you sing and make you tell the whole wide world
So what? hot stuff
I want to tell all my friends in San Francisco
There ain’t nothing wrong with you
But you’d better shape up
Shake it up, your hot stuff
All the people in Los Angeles
I know you all going broke
So you them cats in California
Go’on and take a toke
Hey you Indians in Arizona
This ain’t no damn joke
But I know your tough, yeah you’re hot stuff
To all y’all in Texas
Hit by hurricanes, floods, tornadoes, fire, and ice
I know it’s rough, but you’s hot stuff
To everybody in Tuolomee
That’s baking in the Sun
You’re hot, your hot stuff
Shake it up, hot stuff
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