DESCRIPTION:
"Mom's Hot" is off Hamell On Trial's forthcoming album 'The Happiest Man In The World.' Buy it today via Amazon (http://amzn.to/1hkUa3C) or iTunes (http://smarturl.it/hamellontrial).

LYRICS:
In a wheelchair, with the red hair, picking up her little boy there, little Tommy's mommy name of Connie winked and caught my glance.
Handicap sticker, I'd like to lick her, note the fire in her eyes that flickers, can't be certain what parts workin' when I help her remove her pants.
Your Mom's Hot, Your Mom's Hot
Your Mom's Hot.
She's just a tiny damaged but she won't go unravished, alright!

In the schoolyard, making me hard, with a tight skirt I highly regard, Brady's old lady's on the jungle gym playing with her boy.
Now I get it, her legs prosthetic, supposed blemishes I find magnetic, like fingerprints and snowflakes it's the differences you know that I enjoy
Your Mom's Hot, Your Mom's Hot,
Your Mom's Hot. The soul is the goal, it outshines the natures toll, alright.

With a new dress, 'cause she's depressed, rumor has it that she lost her left breast, a full recovery on her mastectomy the future's good.
She needs leisure, and oral pleasure, ego building romps for good measure, mutually advantageous and outrageous you know it gives me wood. Wood!
Your Mom's Hot, Your Mom's Hot,
Your Mom's Hot.
The spirit is erotic, tenacity exotic, alright.

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