He calls me the devil, I make him wanna sin Every time I knock, he can't help but let me in Must be homesick for the real, I'm the realest it gets You'd probably still adore me with my hands around your neck Can you feel the warmth? Yeah As my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol Where I'm coming from, yeah It's the darker side of me that makes you feel so numb 'Cause I'm hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? And you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers? I'm giving you that pleasure, heaven And I'll give it to you Hotter than hell You're my manna from heaven We all gotta get fed Can't let me know I'm wanted Can't let me in your head I'm not here to make you kneel But it's praise that I get You ain't gonna walk free, boy Not finished with you yet, no Can you feel the warmth? Yeah As my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol Where I'm coming from, yeah It's the darker side of me that makes you feel so numb 'Cause I'm hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? And you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers? I'm giving you that pleasure, heaven And I'll give it to you Hotter than hell Hotter than hell Oh, you're down right there You make me feel right there When you lay me down right there We just make it right there 'Cause you're looking so right there Baby, you should touch me right there If you take me right there We could make it 'Cause I'm hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? And you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers? I'm giving you that pleasure, heaven And I'll give it to you Hotter than hell Hotter than hell Hotter than hell Hotter than hell And I'll give it to you Hotter than hell

Come on She looked good, she looked hotter than hell All dressed in satins and lace I looked at her and it was just too clear I had to get on the case I said, "Lady, oh lady, can I take you home? There's just so much we could do I'll take you all around the whole wide world Before the evening is through" Hot, hot, hotter than hell You know she's gonna leave you well done Hot, hot, hotter than hell Burn you like the midday sun, aw I asked her why she couldn't make up her mind She said, "You don't understand I'd love to go, but there's something you should know" She showed me her wedding band Hot, hot, hotter than hell You know she's gonna leave you well done Hot, hot, hotter than hell She'll burn you like the midday sun, yeah Hot, hot, hotter than hell You know she's gonna leave you well done Hot, hot, hotter than hell She'll burn you like the midday sun

He calls me the devil I make him wanna sin Every time I knock He can't help but let me in Must be homesick for the real 'Cause I'm the realest it gets You probably still adore me With my hands around your neck Can you feel the warmth? Yeah As my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol Where I'm coming from, yeah It's the darker side of me that makes you feel so numb 'Cause we're hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? When you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers And I'm giving you that pleasure heaven And I'll give it to you Hotter than hell Hotter than hell You're my manna from heaven We all gotta get fed Can let me know I'm wanted Can let me in your head I'm not here to make you kneel But it's praise that I'll get You ain't gonna walk free boy Not finished with you yet, no Can you feel the warmth? Yeah As my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol Where I'm coming from, yeah It's the darker side of me that makes you feel so numb 'Cause we're hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? When you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers And I'm giving you that pleasure heaven And I'll give it to you Hotter than hell Hotter than hell When we go down right there You make me feel right there When you lay me down right there We just make it right there 'Cause you're looking so right there Baby you should touch me right there You can take me right there We can make it 'Cause we're hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? When you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers I'm giving you that pleasure heaven And I'll give it to you I'm giving you that pleasure heaven And I'll give it to you Hotter than hell Hotter than hell Hotter than hell Hotter than hell

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