Frida & Agnetha - The Heat Is On lyrics

Tropical summer - balmy day Sit around You haven't much to say 'Cause the heat is on The heat is on. You know you're in the hands of fate Now you're gone and found me you appreciate That the heat is on The heat is on. You're on the road to Mandalay Never gonna make it Try another day 'Cause the heat is on The heat is on. The temperature is rising to fever pitch The sun is getting closer and we all get rich 'Cause the heat is on The heat is on. Hot pants I'm free Calculated madness sure feels sweet. The heat is on Heat is on. Summer Summer Summer dress on Summer Summer Summer dress on When the world gonna rattle when the heat is on. Tropical summer - balmy day Don't say much Ain't much to say 'Cause the heat is on Heat is on The heat is on The heat is on The heat is on Heat is on. Hot pants I'm free Sure feels sweet. The heat is on Daddy Yes The heat is on. Tropical summer - balmy day On the road to Mandalay Temperature is rising to fever pitch. The heat is on.