Hot Mama


You're doin' all you can to get in them old jeans
You want that body back, you had at seventeen
Baby, don't get down; don't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause the way you fill 'em out, hey, that's all right with me
I don't want the girl you used to be
An' if you ain't noticed, the kids are fast asleep,

An' you're one hot mama;
You turn me on, let's turn it up,
An' turn this room into a sauna
One hot mama,
Oh, whaddya say, baby?
You wanna?

Well, I know sometimes you think that all you really are,
Is the woman with the kids an' the groceries in the car
An' you worry about your hips an' you worry about your age
Meanwhile I'm tryin' to catch the breath you take away
Oh, an' believe me, you still do
Baby, all I see, when I look at you,

Is one hot mama;
You turn me on, let's turn it up,
An' turn this room into a sauna
One hot mama,
Oh, whaddya say, baby?
You wanna?

Instrumental break

I can't imagine me lovin' someone else
I'm a lucky man,
I think Daddy's got himself,

One hot mama;
You turn me on, let's turn it up,
An' turn this room into a sauna
One hot mama,
Oh, whaddya say, babe?
Oh, now whaddya say, babe?
You wanna?

You're one hot mama,
Let's turn this room into a sauna, yeah
Whaddya say, babe?
Whaddya say, babe?

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