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Hot Cha
Hot Cha, where are you? Everybody's eyes are closed I can't see why I miss you so So Hot Cha, where are you? First time Hot Cha went away A floating island was his home Then the phone rang off the hook And Hot Cha had to come back home Hot Cha, where are you? Everybody's eyes are closed I can't see why I miss you so So Hot Cha, where are you? Second time he went away Left the bathtub running over Stereo on and cooking bacon Never came back to tell us why If that honey would come back We would throw such a party Drink and cook the prodigal son Fondue forks for everybody Hot Cha, where are you? Everybody's eyes are closed I can't see why I miss you so So Hot Cha, where are you? Hot Cha, where are you? Hot Cha, where are you? These lyrics are copyrighted material, and its use has not been specifically authorized by the copyright owner. I have set this up as an archive for not-for-profit use, which I consider "fair use" under Title 17, Chapter 1, Section 107 of the US Copyright Law. No one is allowed to use any information on this site for any reason other than private study, scholarship, or research without permission of the copyright holder. As a consequence, any commercial use of this material is prohibited. If the copyright owner deems this site a violation of fair use, the infringing material will be taken down immediately, no questions asked. (Please contact me at webmaster@davidkjones.net in that event.) Furthermore, you can't really experience this work by just reading the lyrics. Buy the albums, if you don't have them already. |
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