Rod Steward - Hot Legs lyrics

Who's that knocking on the door It's got to be a quarter to 4 Is it you again coming round for more Well you can love me tonight if you want But in the morning Make sure you're gone I'm talking to yer. Hot legs you're wearing me out Hot legs you can scream and shout Hot legs are you still in school I love you honey. Gotta most persuasive tongue you promise all kinds of fun But what you don't understand I'm a working man Gonna need a shot of vitamin E By the time you're finished with me I'm talking to yer. Hot legs you're just an alley cat Hot legs you're scratching my back Hot legs bring your mother too I love you hone Imagine how my daddy felt In your jet black suspender belt 17 years old he's touching 64 You got legs right up to your neck You're making me a physical wreck I'm talking to yer. Hot legs in your satin shoes Hot legs are you still in school Hot legs you're making me a fool I love you honey. Hot legs making your mark Hot legs keep my pencil sharp Hot legs keep your hands to yourself I love you honey. Hot legs you're well equipped Hot legs now your p**y's whipped Hot legs I just love your lips.