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Hot Hot Heat/Red Light Sting [Split CD] (Hot Hot Heat) · Hot Hot Heat/The Red Light Sting [Split CD] (Hot Hot Heat) · Hot Hot Hot: Eighties Top of the Charts (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hot Hot Hot (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hot Hot Hot (Buster Poindexter) · Instant Party: Hot! Hot! Hot! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hot Hot Hot (Arrow) · Hot! Hot! Hot! Dance Songs (Sesame Street) · Hot! Hot! Hot! Dance Songs [Koch] (Sesame Street) · Hot Hot Hot (Deelux) – and 90 other albums »


Tarantino
Scales for Venezuela, brown as Nino
Making the block hotter than jalapenos

G. Luciano
Be wettin' shit like piece in 'casino'
Fifty dollar
Cut down by machine gun fire 
The blood runs red, the blood runs red 
Hot lead rips through flesh 
The blood runs red, the blood runs red
that crimson sin intensity!
I'm haunted by the mystery of red, red, red!

Red! red knocks 'em dead!
Some like it hot-tah!
I like it red!

Red's my
to be queen of the universe
Who is this bitch?

{sung:}
Red hot mama from Louisiana
Thumbin' her way to Savannah
She been cooped up too long

Red
queen of the universe
Who is this bitch?

Red hot mama from Louisiana
Thumbin' her way to Savannah
She been cooped up too long

Red hot mama
haunted by the mystery, 
The mystey of red. 
Red knocks 'em dead, 
Some like it hot, I like it red. 
Red is my lover, got it covered 
Red is my number,
by the mystery
The mystery of red
Red knocks 'em dead 
Some like it hot, I like it red
Red is my lover, got it covered 
Red is my number, sure
hot, in a 50's dress
She was hot, her lips were flashing red
I was lost, in her burning flesh
I was hot, I was dripping sweat
She was hot, in the Detroit
to be queen of the universe
Who is this bitch?

{sung:}
Red hot mama from Louisiana
Thumbin' her way to Savannah 
She been cooped up too long
Red
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,
And she was hot, in a 50's dress
She was hot, her lips were flashing red
I was lost, in her burning flesh
I was hot, I was dripping sweat
She was hot
And she was hot, in a 50's dress
She was hot, her lips were flashing red
I was hot, I was dripping sweat
She was hot, in the Detroit snow
She was hot
Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
Kinda like a tiger in heat
Red hot in black
Red hot in black

Revolution running through her veins
A radical
Stewart Rod
Every Beat Of My Heart
Red Hot In Black
I met her in a little French cafe
Legs like a young giraffe
She was sitting reading
feelin' young
Them habaneros make me cry
Till two hot tamales walk on by

Sportin' that Red Voodoo style 
Talkin' 'bout Red Voodoo style
They got some
you done
So red squares and wavy leaves
Delicate glass kisses, delicate lips
Russian autumn heart
Testing, digressing, falling to the earth
Red-hot
start feelin' young 
Them habaneros make me cry 
'Til two hot tamales walk on by 
Sportin' that 
Red voodoo smile 
Talkin' 'bout 
Red voodoo 
They
Orpheus in red velvet
Sing that song again
That song of jealousy and pain
Orpheus in red velvet
Sing that tearful tune
The one that's coloured by
sad or sorry cause we be tomorrow
Will it be on hot sand or on hot land
Maybe a concrete corner, December
Red zones in my head phones
The devil's
Stewart Rod
Every Beat Of My Heart
Red Hot In Black
I met her in a little French cafe
Legs like a young giraffe
She was sitting reading
Stewart Rod
Every Beat Of My Heart
Red Hot In Black
I met her in a little French cafe
Legs like a young giraffe
She was sitting reading
Mardi Gras' unwindin'
Tonight, tonight

I'm gonna paint this town red
And sail the ocean blue
Stay by me, honey, I'll stand by you
Jolie Blon', how
red
You're driving in your car
You turn it burns - red

As the air becomes too hot for us to breathe
There's none of us that really want to leave
From
On the talk back show
On the radio
At the local bar
In the hot traffic
By the red tail lights

Everybody's down on their knees
Listen like
By red hot iron.
By passages in books.
A balanced hatchet.

A suspended ring or the mode of laughing
Pebbles drawn from a heap
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