Well, I've heard 'em say there's one for everybody,
And I just knew somehow that you'd be the one for me
'Cause making love with you's not just a hobby:
No, it's the flame that burnt the forest down in me

And darling was it day or was it night-time
Were them whippoorwills a-moaning through the trees? Through the trees?
I don't remember just what you said but ooh, right from the start,
You made me hotter than Mojave in my heart

Well baby, I could stay this way forever,
Just passing time at ninety-nine degrees
'Cause loving you's my favorite kind of weather
Oh, forever let the flame burn down in me

And I'll not prepare my heart for the change of season
And I'll whip old Winter Wind there if she blows, if she blows
Well, God bless the day that you came along and you tipped my apple cart
And you made me hotter than Mojave in my heart

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And I'll not prepare my heart for the change of season
And I'm a-gonna whip old Winter Wind there if she blows, if she blows
Well, God bless the day that you came along and you tipped my apple cart
An' you made me hotter than Mojave in my heart
Now it's hotter than Mojave in my heart