Hot Pants (She Got To Use What She Got To Get What She Wants)
James Brown"Hot Pants (She Got To Use What She Got To Get What She Wants)" é uma música de James Brown, 1971, Pop. A música tem 8:25 de duração, 46 lines / 327 words.
Letra
0:00One two One Two Three uh
0:00Hot pants hey hot pants uh smokin
0:06Hot pants smokin that hot pants
0:09That's where its at a that's where its at
0:20Take your fine self home
0:23It looks much better than time
0:25My fever keeps growin
0:27Girl you're blowin my mind
0:30Thinkin of loosin that funky feelin don't uh
0:34Cause you got to use just what you got
0:49To get just what you want a
0:58Hey hu
0:59Hot pants hey hot pants smokin
1:06Hot pants make ya sure of yourself good Lord
1:17You walk like you got the only lovin left hey
1:31So brother if you're thinkin of loosin that feelin
1:45Then don't ha
1:48Cause a woman got to use what she got
2:14To get just what she wants hey
2:45Hey hotpants
2:53A look a hot pants won't make ya dance
3:00But as slick as you are ah YOU make the pants
3:10Uh hey brother do ya like it
3:23The girl over there with the funky pants on ha
3:47She can ah do the chicken all night long
4:13The girl over there with the hot pants on uh
4:20She can do the Funky Broadway all night long
4:31The girl over there with the hot pants on
4:37Filthy MacNasty all night long
4:40Get down hu the one over there
4:45With the mini dress ha
5:05I ain't got time I still dig that mess
5:22Get down but I like the hot pants
5:36Hey I like a hot pants
5:47Short Instrumental
6:03Ooooh Bring it home
6:13One more Hit me Aaay
6:59Bring it home Bring it home
7:04Oh uh Bring it on home
7:25Bring it on home
7:31*another verse on some recordings
7:40Bring it on home Hot Pants I dig ridin or walkin
7:54I be mellow they give me fever like any other fella
8:03The Hot Pants I dig ridin or walkin
8:08Be mellow they give me the fever like any other fella
8:25My temperature is goin up about to give me a fit
One two One Two Three uh Hot pants hey hot pants uh smokin Hot pants smokin that hot pants That's where its at a that's where its at Take your fine self home It looks much better than time My fever keeps growin Girl you're blowin my mind Thinkin of loosin that funky feelin don't uh Cause you got to use just what you got To get just what you want a Hey hu Hot pants hey hot pants smokin Hot pants make ya sure of yourself good Lord You walk like you got the only lovin left hey So brother if you're thinkin of loosin that feelin Then don't ha Cause a woman got to use what she got To get just what she wants hey Hey hotpants A look a hot pants won't make ya dance But as slick as you are ah YOU make the pants Uh hey brother do ya like it The girl over there with the funky pants on ha She can ah do the chicken all night long The girl over there with the hot pants on uh She can do the Funky Broadway all night long The girl over there with the hot pants on Filthy MacNasty all night long Get down hu the one over there With the mini dress ha I ain't got time I still dig that mess Get down but I like the hot pants Hey I like a hot pants Short Instrumental Ooooh Bring it home One more Hit me Aaay Bring it home Bring it home Oh uh Bring it on home Bring it on home *another verse on some recordings Bring it on home Hot Pants I dig ridin or walkin I be mellow they give me fever like any other fella The Hot Pants I dig ridin or walkin Be mellow they give me the fever like any other fella My temperature is goin up about to give me a fit
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