Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love
You got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love
You got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Oh, father! I pray to thee!
I gotta man, so blind, I can't see
I'm his favourite toy
Like a beach ball
Play me up and down
And throw me against the wall
Oh, Tallulah, he said, you're so dramatic
What's all that shaking goin' on in your attic?
Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love
You got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love
You got me spinning like a wound-up toy
You can't knock it, or rock it, or be-bop it
It's an itch you can't scratch
Nothing's gonna stop it
I'm a cheetah, so reminisce
Waiting on my man and his one hot kiss
I'm on the prowl
Sent my thunder
Hour after hour
Break this spell I'm under
Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love
You got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love
Wou got me spinning like a wound-up toy
All my life I've searched for you
All my life I
All my life, I was searching for you
Spinning round the room and I can't sleep
Oh, your little girl wants to f—
Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love
You got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love
You got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot, hot, hot love
Hot, hot, hot love
Hot kiss
Hot kiss
Hot kiss
Won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
