Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
Rebecca Lynn Howard
I can tell baby you're gonna get blistered
If you get to close to the stove
I hark to the day my mother used to say
"Cool off with a watering hose"
And that Pentecostal preacher
Lord he tried to teach me
I tried to pay attention too
That fire and brimstone sermon he was screaming
I guess he never heard about you
[Chorus:]
You're hot, hot, hot
Like a jalapeno pepper on the end of my tongue
I said ooo, ooo, ooo
I stuck my feet in the flame
And there ain't no return
Love lit a fire and I'm letting it burn
It's getting hot and sweaty
Let's open them-a-windows
And kick off the sheets
And if the heat don't let up
Baby we can get up
And take it on down to the creek
This fever ain't a breaking
Oh my bed is a aching
Ain't no doctor gonna save me
Let's write up the sky
Let the mercury rise
Baby, bring on the heat
[Chorus:]
I can hardly breath baby
Don't you go calling 911
I know what you're doing to me
[Chorus:]
Just Let It Burn was written by Robin Lee & Rachel Thibodeau & Rebecca Lynn Howard.
Just Let It Burn was produced by Michael Curtis.