Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
When we met I thought that you'd take off and try to fly
Then a man with giant lips began to catch your eye
Then you told me all about your pilots license rules
I could understand you first and [?] be fresh from school
You were caught (you were caught)
On a hook (on a hook)
It was straight (it was straight)
From a book (from a book)
Didn't listen to advice and started telling tales
On the runway low on gas your engine starts to fail
If you tried (if you tried)
You could win (you could win)
Extra time (extra time)
Take a spin (take a spin)
Hot head
Hot head I hear that you're coming through
(Here she comes it’s the hot head)
Your ears are burning that's nothing new
(When the neighborhood hot head)
Hot head you're wearing no parachute!
Knowing one or two up in the blue prepared me good
First of all my favourite pilot in my neighbourhood
Still in flight (still in flight)
With her man (with her man)
Riding high (riding high)
Understand (understand)
Hot head
Hot head I hear that you're coming through
(Here she comes it’s the hot head)
Your ears are burning that's nothing new
(When the neighborhood hot head)
Hot head you're wearing no parachute!
This is a mayday
If you tried (if you tried)
You could win (you could win)
Extra time (extra time)
Take a spin (take a spin)
Hot head
Hot head I hear that you're coming through
(Hot head)
Your ears are burning that's nothing new
(When the neighborhood hot head)
Hot head you're wearing no parachute!
(Here she comes it’s the hot head)
Hot head I hear that you’re coming through
(Hot head)
Your ears are burning that’s nothing new
(Hot head)
Hot head you’re wearing no parachute
You got no parachute hot head
Hot head I hear that you’re coming through
(Here she comes it’s the hot head)
Your ears are burning that’s nothing new
(From your room it’s a hot head)
Hot head you’re wearing no parachute
You got no parachute hot head
Hot head
Hot head I hear that you're coming through
(Here she comes it’s the hot head)
Your ears are burning that's nothing new
(Hot head)
Hot head you're wearing no parachute!
Hot Head was written by Hugh Cornwell.
Hot Head was produced by Laurie Latham.
Hugh Cornwell released Hot Head on Tue May 27 1997.