Hot Stuff
in the dark of the night...
beep beep... hush hush
Within our world in a rush
when push comes to shove we need a hug
things in life get pushed under the rug
these are desolate times yet we
settle for ill but faded rhymes
we look inside for something to hide
Summer's here & the time is right
block parties stirring up the scene
living in a land so very mean
short skirts and the long flowing hair
none the worse for wear
getting cozy in the back of the seat
a triple threat in effect
going to the pool hall on the way to the show
got the music in the streets
She stands alone on the edge of the street
searching her phone for names to show
out in the street where people meet
has many a lover and a friend
Going to the dance hall all dressed up
Compton Height's was a thrill that night
running in circles inside her brain
a wine, dine & a sixty nine
Soaking up the rays getting lost in a purple haze
drinking the finest wine she dines
many hearts are swollen behind the squeaky wheel
the fashionable report like Batman behind the wheel
Those Summer nights go by so very fast
having so much fun with a hope that it would last
beep beep..hush hush,
why are we in a rush
Take off the disguise no reason to hide
behind the four walls of gloom
get busy in your room
light up the sky & let's get a little high
Smoking blunts and the radio blasting
gone are the nights we used to cruise to the Hampton's
just one step at a time so stand in line
we all have a reason to smile
She's the hot stuff queen after all
Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2017
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