Song | Too Hot to Sleep |
Artist | Survivor |
Album | Too Hot to Sleep |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jamison, Peterik, Sullivan | |
Sweat rollin' down my hands and face | |
Big fan on the screen porch turnin' | |
Cat looking for a hidin' place | |
Sun sinkin' but the fire's still burnin' | |
Music playing a few doors down, | |
I'm drawn to the sound | |
It's just too hot to sleep | |
I walk restless to the street cafe | |
See that's shakin?in the tropic zone | |
A cold Corona and a twist of lime | |
Cools me down when I'm alone | |
Movin' closer from across the room | |
I've seen her before and she looks so fine | |
Never wanted any woman more | |
I look at the door and she reads my mind | |
*Too hot to sleep | |
Give up the fight | |
Throw back the sheets | |
Shoot out the lights | |
Too hot to sleep | |
Come take me higher | |
Caught up in the heart | |
Of the moment's fire* | |
Still burnin' in the afterglow | |
Sun peekin' through mirrored glasses | |
A little groggy from the night before | |
Feelin' wired as the day advances | |
Can't seem to keep my mind off you | |
It's just no use -- it's blind desire | |
I wanna know that I can count on you | |
To throw a little gasoline on the fire | |
( * Repeat) |
zuo ci : Jamison, Peterik, Sullivan | |
Sweat rollin' down my hands and face | |
Big fan on the screen porch turnin' | |
Cat looking for a hidin' place | |
Sun sinkin' but the fire' s still burnin' | |
Music playing a few doors down, | |
I' m drawn to the sound | |
It' s just too hot to sleep | |
I walk restless to the street cafe | |
See that' s shakin? in the tropic zone | |
A cold Corona and a twist of lime | |
Cools me down when I' m alone | |
Movin' closer from across the room | |
I' ve seen her before and she looks so fine | |
Never wanted any woman more | |
I look at the door and she reads my mind | |
Too hot to sleep | |
Give up the fight | |
Throw back the sheets | |
Shoot out the lights | |
Too hot to sleep | |
Come take me higher | |
Caught up in the heart | |
Of the moment' s fire | |
Still burnin' in the afterglow | |
Sun peekin' through mirrored glasses | |
A little groggy from the night before | |
Feelin' wired as the day advances | |
Can' t seem to keep my mind off you | |
It' s just no use it' s blind desire | |
I wanna know that I can count on you | |
To throw a little gasoline on the fire | |
Repeat |
zuò cí : Jamison, Peterik, Sullivan | |
Sweat rollin' down my hands and face | |
Big fan on the screen porch turnin' | |
Cat looking for a hidin' place | |
Sun sinkin' but the fire' s still burnin' | |
Music playing a few doors down, | |
I' m drawn to the sound | |
It' s just too hot to sleep | |
I walk restless to the street cafe | |
See that' s shakin? in the tropic zone | |
A cold Corona and a twist of lime | |
Cools me down when I' m alone | |
Movin' closer from across the room | |
I' ve seen her before and she looks so fine | |
Never wanted any woman more | |
I look at the door and she reads my mind | |
Too hot to sleep | |
Give up the fight | |
Throw back the sheets | |
Shoot out the lights | |
Too hot to sleep | |
Come take me higher | |
Caught up in the heart | |
Of the moment' s fire | |
Still burnin' in the afterglow | |
Sun peekin' through mirrored glasses | |
A little groggy from the night before | |
Feelin' wired as the day advances | |
Can' t seem to keep my mind off you | |
It' s just no use it' s blind desire | |
I wanna know that I can count on you | |
To throw a little gasoline on the fire | |
Repeat |