Hot Dang Mama

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Bret Michaels - Country

Hot Dang Mama

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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

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