Tracy Byrd "Hot Night in the Country" |
Two buttons on her blouse open Along with the windows Hoping she might catch an evening breeze Oh, yeah. Ice cube down her neck dripping Oh, my look where it's slipping Got me sweating like a glass of tea. It's a hot night in the country Taking us to an all-time high Getting downright sultry And it can only get hotter tonight. The whole time that I see her Cooling herself by the freezer I'm steady picking up steam. She sighs and that ain't helping Already had me melting Like a scoop of homemade ice cream. It's a hot night in the country Taking us to an all-time high Getting downright sultry And it can only get hotter tonight. It's a hot night in the country Taking us to an all-time high Getting downright sultry And it can only get hotter tonight... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |