Hot Legs

Rod Stewart

Who's that knocking on my door?
It's gotta be a quarter to four.
Is it you again...
Coming round for more?
Well you can love me tonight if you want
But in the morning make sure you're gone.

I'm talking to
HOT LEGS!
Wearing me out
HOT LEGS!
You can scream and shout
HOT LEGS!
Are you still in school?
I love ya honey

You got a most persuasive tongue.
You promised all kinds of fun.
But what you don't understand
I'm a working man.
Gonna need a shot of vitamin E
By the time you're finished with me.

I'm talking to
HOT LEGS!
You're an alley cat.
HOT LEGS!
Scratch my back.
HOT LEGS!
Bring your mother, too.
I love ya honey.

Imagine how my daddy felt
When you jetblack suspender fell.
Seventeen years old
He's turning sixtyfour.
You got legs right up to your neck.
You're making me a physical wreck.

I'm talking to
HOT LEGS!
When you sat in my shoes
HOT LEGS!
Are you still in school?
HOT LEGS!
You're making me a fool.
I love ya honey.

HOT LEGS!
You're wearing me out.
HOT LEGS!
You can scream and shout.
HOT LEGS!
You're still in school.
I love ya honey.

HOT LEGS!
You're well equipped.
HOT LEGS!
Are you boogy whipped?
HOT LEGS!
I just love your lips.
I love ya honey.

HOT LEGS!
HOT LEGS!
HOT LEGS!
I love ya honey, Wooooooooooo!

Soft karaoke
Words
Fretless Bass
Jazz Electric
Steel String
Steel String
Synth Voice
Jazz Electric
Hot Legs
Rod Stewart
Arranged by
Steve Day
sad001@ccnet.com
AWE32 GM/GS

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