Hot Town

Oh me, oh my
I feel so steady when I use my mind
The type of loving that’s hard to find
Like a silverware fetish at the scene of a crime

Hot town, summer in the air
Back of my body in a musical chair
I like it up there
Might tie myself to it, now I won’t care

(Hey teacher!)
Please be kind
It feels unsteady when I lose my mind
Getting ready in the evening time
And this is not the type of love that you can leave bеhind

And the beat won’t stop!
When thеre’s something at the bottom
And there’s something at the top
Another day on the rock
A day in the pocket, a day in the sock

Oh me, oh my
I feel rocksteady when I use my mind
The type of loving that’s one of a kind
I got the notion, no need to lie

Hot town, summer in the air
Back of my body in a musical chair
I like it up there
Might tie myself to it, now I won’t care