Some Like It Hot - Neon Hitch, Kinetics

I got a fever

An inclination

That’s what I got

You turn the heat on me

Some like it hot

Look what we started

A revolution

Take another shot

We like the way it burns

Some like it hot

I’m from that old school

I play it real cool

Cooler than the ice on my Jameson

Still cold

But I like it hot

But I like it hot

But I like it hot

But I like it hot

Yeah, Kinetics

She carries a lie

She carefully cries

Happy in photos but nobody notices

Someone who’s lonely and barely alive

When Marilyn died, the entire cemetery was live

She was still naked inside of a casket

And sipping a flask when carried inside

Call out the engine

Ring up the station

A gypsy on the block

Love burns us up the most

Like it or not

I’m on the 301

The train to paradise

That’s where it stops

Red lights make us sweat

Some like it hot

I’m from that old school

I play it real cool

Cooler than the ice on my Jameson

Still cold

But I like it hot

But I like it hot

But I like it hot

But I like it hot