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Maximum Cure: The Unauthorised Biography of the Cure (The Cure) · Electro Cured: An Electro Tribute to the Cure (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Cure [Bonus Tracks] (The Cure) · The Cure (The Cure) · Ya Yo Me Cure (Jerry Gonzalez) · The Cure to Everything (Sarah Taylor) · Lee Hazlewood-ism: Its Cause and Cure [Bonus Tracks] [LP] (Lee Hazlewood) · Release the Cure (Indecision) · No Cure (La Fiebre) · To Create a Cure (My Ticket Home) – and 90 other albums »


the sheets feel cold and lonely

Who wants to brave the pouring rain
For a glass of French champagne?
Well grab a cab, grab a cap and baby, come right by
come right by 

And she was hot, as she kissed my mouth 
She was hot, as I wiped her brow 
She was hot, she pinned me to the ground 
She was quick,
Hotta dan ten fire side
Jah Cure and Junior Reid the world could neva hide
Stana ding ding woeey
Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
Ooh
Love is the cure for a broken heart
Love is the cure for a broken heart
Love is the cure
Love is the cure
Love oh love is the cure for a broken
anywhere
It's so hot, hot, hot in here

When we dried off by the bank, it was getting dark
We threw a blanket on the ground, underneath the stars
Shoulda'
the sheets feel cold and lonely

Who wants to brave the pouring rain
For a glass of French champagne?
Well grab a cab, grab a cap and baby, come right by
boils hot
The way you twist and shake it girl
You tie me in a knot
And get me hot

Ooo hot and bothered
So hot and bothered
You get me
Hot
again
Any man or anything
Laid flat by shave shock
Bop aftershave hot
Hot aftershave bop
the sheets feel cold and lonely
Who wants to brave the pouring rain
For a glass of French champagne
Grab a cab, grab a cab, and baby, come right by

But
Hot pink volcano in the heart of the tornado
Is shaking the lemonade tree
Hot pink forest is backed by a furnace
That boils the lemonade free

And it
made
On a hot summer night

'Cause when a long-legged lovely walks by
Yeah you can see the look in her eye
Then you know that it's

Hot in
a shot of vitamin E
By the time you're finished with me
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my back
Hot legs, bring your
gotta little bit of soul in your step/ You're the best kisser I ever met/ You never ever do what you should/ Baby how did you get to be so good?

Hot hot
drama that's why it starts with ER
(I'm Hot) I'm by far the best stop the racket
I'm a master with a mic and green jacket
They can be the traffic write
I been desert hot down in Phoenix 
I been smoggy hot out in L.A. 
I been high ? dry hot in Colorado
I been charred out on the Midwest Plains 
I
I'm gonna need a shot of vitamin E 
By the time you're finished with me
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my
Legends make or break game
Swept up by the rollin' waves of the night
They chase for fame

An' I was too, too hot baby
Too hot to handle
Yeah,
a shot of vitamin E
By the time you're finished with me
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my back
Hot legs, bring your
By the Almighty One
Oh Father, yeah

Some like it hot
And some like it cold
Some a like it hot tilly bop
Some like it cold

Some like it hot
heart?
Can it be torn apart?
Don't turn your back on me
'Cause baby, can't you guess by now, you're gonna be in misery?

If it's too hot, you're too
a shot of vitamin E
By the time you're finished with me
I'm talking to you

Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my back
Hot legs,
I'm gonna need a shot of vitamin E 
By the time you're finished with me
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my
a shot of vitamin E
By the time you're finished with me
I'm talking to you

Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my back
Hot legs,
want to know where the hell you been
Oh Left Eye

Teachers, children, mothers, and thugs
Everybody loves Miss Left Eye
Hot hot (burn)
Hot hot
There was a time, not too far gone
When I was changed by just a song
On the radio, in my car
The pounding electric guitar
Then the time came