Soft Boys I Got The Hots
Ah, Mmm, Mmm Said the dentures to the peach Said the tide of filth to the bleach Said the spike to the tomato Said the curry to the corpse I got the hots for you I got the hots for you I got the hots for you I got the hots for you Here I am Looking out on a crystal world Floating currents of human eyes Baking land under creamy skies Yeah Said the vicar to the waitress "The best thing about you is your waist" She laughed a laugh that echoed round a fortress Said "Wait till you see the statues in my bathroom" I got the hots for you I got the hots for you Huh, huh I got the hots fro you I got the hots for you There she was When you see her your eyes awake Electric bulbs on a birthday cake Would you care for a lump of steak? Or a piece of hake? Or another take?
