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