Hot, Hot Papa Lyrics

DAVID WILCOX
HOT, HOT PAPA
Well my friends all wished me a fare-thee-well
And papa shoot like a bat out of hell
Hot hot papa
Hot hot papa
I got a ten dollar wristwatch on my wrist
Two thousand dollar written on my fist
Hot hot papa
Hot hot papa
And ah ooh wah ooh yaah mmmmmm

Hope you don't bend
I know how to get it
I can sip hot lead and spit out rivets
Hot hot papa
Hot hot papa

Moo no don't ask how much it cost
Your throat cutting like a cotton sting like a wasp
Hot hot papa
Hot hot papa
And ah ooh wah ooh
Come on come one come on come
And ah ooh wah ooh come on
Let's play
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It's a six foot to walking that talking that jive
Hot hot papa
Hot hot papa
Now Billy go back in the bumble bee nest
Ever since then he can't take his rest
Hot hot papa
Hot hot papa
And ah ooh wah ooh
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
And ah ooh wah ooh
Hey hey hey hey hey
Ah let's play now

And ah ooh wah ooh
And ah ooh wah ooh

She looks like a monkey
She sounds like a bee
She knows she's in love she's in love she's in love with me
Hot hot papa
Hot hot papa
Do in the country they like it just fine
Do it on the city it's a twenty dollar fine
Hot hot papa
Hot hot papa
And ah ooh wah ooh
And ah ooh wah ooh