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Hot Kiss, won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My Love, you got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot Kiss, won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My Love, you got me spinning like a wound-up toy

Oh, father! I pray to thee!
I gotta man so blind I can't see
I'm his favourite toy, like a beach ball
Play me up and down and throw me 'gainst the wall
"Oh, Tallulah", he said, "you're so dramatic"
"What's all that shaking goin' on in your attic?"

Hot kiss, won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love, you got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot kiss, won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love, you got me spinning like a wound-up toy

You can't knock it, or rock it, or be-bop it
It's a itch you can't scratch, nothing's gonna stop it
I'm a cheater, so reminisce
Waiting on my man and his one hot kiss
I'm on the prowl, sent my thunder
Hour after hour, break this spell I'm under

Hot kiss, won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love, you got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot kiss, won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love, you got me spinning like a wound-up toy

All my life I've searched for you, all my life
All my life, I was searching for you

Spinning round the room and I can't sleep
Oh, you're little girl wants to fffffff...!

Hot kiss, won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love, you got me spinning like a wound-up toy
Hot kiss, won't you tell me what you miss, boy?
My love, you got me spinning like a wound-up toy

Hot hot hot love...