Running Hot

by Mother Trudy




Driving ’cross town in my 442
Better move away, I got a show to do
Ain’t got time for slackers, ain’t got time for the cops
Gotta get on stage and prove I’ve got the chops
Smell the tires burning, see the smoke in the air
I ain’t touchin the brakes, so you best be aware
Got my girl in the front seat and my axe in the back
If I don’t get there now, they’ll have a heart attack

Screeching to a halt in the parking lot
Bolting through the doors, give it all I’ve got
Managers screaming, wondering where I’ve been
I just blow right by giving my best grin
Get on stage and plug in my guitar
If we crush it now we’re gonna go real far

I’m running hot
Gonna give it all I’ve got
I’m running hot
Gonna give it my best shot

The show blasts off with a hell of a noise
The crowd goes wild thanks to me and my boys
Got the girls screaming and the boys grinning
Ain’t no better sound, ain’t no better feelin
My fingers are bleedin’ and my throat is sore
When I’m all rocked out they want me back for more
Got one more song, gotta give it all
This is it, I’m feelin’ ten feet tall!

Written by: Mother Trudy

Submitted by: MotherTrudy on March 20, 2021

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