Bret Michaels - Hot Dang Mama lyrics
[Bret Michaels - Hot Dang Mama lyrics]
As I was walking out, she was walking in
She stood 6 foot 1 and built for sin
Well, I cut to the chase
And asked her to dance
She looked down on me and laughed and said
"no chance!"
Another hottie walked by
My heart started to bump
I said "hot dang, mama you're the one"
Well, the band was playin'
A little Texas soul
We started scootin' our boots
On the sawdust floor i asked, "baby
How'd you like to see my place?"
She stopped dancin' and slapped my face
Then a cutie shot me a look
Like a bullet from a gun
I said "hot dang mama you're the one"
I wear rhinestone boots and my legs are thin
I got a turtle neck sweater
- hide my double chin
A 10 gallon hat and a horse shoe ring
And I strut around like a king
Well it's getting late
I need to find someone
There goes a hottie I ain't hit on
Slick back my hair and ask for a sign
And then a guy says "stop she's mine"
Hot dang baby, you're the one
(Hot dang baby, you're the one)
Yes sir baby you're the one
(Hot dang baby, you're the one)
I'm a cold edge like a bullet from a gun
Hot dang mama, you're the one
She stood 6 foot 1 and built for sin
Well, I cut to the chase
And asked her to dance
She looked down on me and laughed and said
"no chance!"
Another hottie walked by
My heart started to bump
I said "hot dang, mama you're the one"
Well, the band was playin'
A little Texas soul
We started scootin' our boots
On the sawdust floor i asked, "baby
How'd you like to see my place?"
She stopped dancin' and slapped my face
Then a cutie shot me a look
Like a bullet from a gun
I said "hot dang mama you're the one"
I wear rhinestone boots and my legs are thin
I got a turtle neck sweater
- hide my double chin
A 10 gallon hat and a horse shoe ring
And I strut around like a king
Well it's getting late
I need to find someone
There goes a hottie I ain't hit on
Slick back my hair and ask for a sign
And then a guy says "stop she's mine"
Hot dang baby, you're the one
(Hot dang baby, you're the one)
Yes sir baby you're the one
(Hot dang baby, you're the one)
I'm a cold edge like a bullet from a gun
Hot dang mama, you're the one