| 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 |