Hot Mama lyrics
Artist : Trace Adkins
Song : Hot Mama
You're doin' all you can to
get in them old jeans. You want that body back, you had at
seventeen. Baby, don't get down; don't worry 'bout a thing. 'Cause the
way you fill 'em out, hey, that's all right with me. I don't want the girl
you used to be. An' if you ain't noticed, the kids are fast
asleep,
An' you're one hot mama; You turn me on, let's turn it
up, An' turn this room into a sauna. One hot mama, Oh, whaddya say,
baby? You wanna?
Well, I know sometimes you think that all you really
are, Is the woman with the kids an' the groceries in the car. An' you
worry about your hips an' you worry about your age. Meanwhile I'm tryin' to
catch the breath you take away. Oh, an' believe me, you still do. Baby,
all I see, when I look at you,
Is one hot mama; You turn me on, let's
turn it up, An' turn this room into a sauna. One hot mama, Oh, whaddya
say, baby? You wanna?
Instrumental break.
I can't imagine me
lovin' someone else. I'm a lucky man, I think Daddy's got
himself,
One hot mama; You turn me on, let's turn it up, An' turn
this room into a sauna. One hot mama, Oh, whaddya say, babe? Oh, now
whaddya say, babe? You wanna?
You're one hot mama, Let's turn this
room into a sauna, yeah. Whaddya say, babe? Whaddya say, babe?
To
fade.
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