America
Hot Town
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Written by Dewey Bunnell, ©1998 Found on Human Nature.
Down in this hot town At some old cafe tonight You hear the dogs bay At the green neon light
It's one hundred degrees But the heat is free In this hot town This hot town tonight
And that there candle Only adds to the heat As you sit in your t-shirt Trying to eat
You watch the waitress, you watch the clock on the wall And the flies in the window climb up just to fall In this hot town This hot town tonight
Down in this hot town Don't know no person to call And this here cafe Don't serve no beer at all Out on the sidewalk It's cooling down for your feet But the women are still sweaty and sweet
So you watch the waitress, you watch the clock on the wall And the flies in the window climb up just to fall In this hot town This hot town tonight
It's one hundred degrees But the heat is free In this hot town This hot town tonight
It's one hundred degrees In this hot town This hot town tonight
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