When it's hot it's hot
Hotter than hell is supposed to be
When it's cold it's so cold
You can hardly see
I've been other places
None looked this good to me
Yeah, I'm right where I wanna be
Wanna live in my little red house
Wanna stay in the shade of a towering tree
Wanna live in my little red house
You come on my street, you answer to me
Whoa
And I got one big hurt
I got in the war, for what it's worth
My father before me lived and died
For this piece of earth
There goes my TV
Talk about a world of fear
And I don't like what I hear
No
Wanna live in my little red house
Wanna stay in the shade of a towering tree
Wanna live in my little red house
You come on my street, you answer to me
Yeah
Wanna live in my little red house, my little red house
Wanna stay in the shade of a towering tree
Wanna live in my little red house
You come on my street, you answer to me
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, hey, hey, whoa
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, hey, hey
I'm right where I wanna be
Where nothing, nothing can hurt me
Whoa
Wanna live in my little red house
Wanna stay in the shade of a towering tree
Wanna live in my little red house
You walk this way, you talk to me
Wanna live in my little red house
Wanna stay in the shade of a towering tree
Wanna live in my little red house
You're gonna have to deal with me
Wanna live in my little red house, yeah
Wanna stay in the shade of a towering tree
Wanna live in my little red house
You don't wanna mess with me
Wanna live in my little red house
Wanna stay in the shade of a towering tree...
Little Red House was written by Reed Nielsen & Glen Burtnik.
Little Red House was produced by Richard Landis.