Hotline
Author: Unknown
Verse I
Friday night in this one-horse town,
Music's lame, thinkin' homeward bound.
Wait a minute! Who's that I see?
Pretty lady lookin' back at me.
Chorus
Is it hot in here, or is it just you?
Lookin' bored, you need somebody to do.
I can curl your toes, girl I swear it's true.
Is it hot in here, or is it just you?
Verse II
I smiled at her. She smiled at me.
Thinkin' she'd like some company.
Hey barkeep, put her on my tab,
An' I'll take one of what she has.
Verse III
Hey sweet thing, can we talk a while?
Lookin' good an' I like your style.
You and me, we could have some fun.
Rock your world til the mornin' come.
Verse IV
She didn't buy my cheesy lines,
Made her laugh, so it worked out fine.
Wadda ya' know now, glory be,
That little girl came home with me.
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
Unabashed C&W :D
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