Hot Mama lyrics

Artist  : Trace Adkins 
Song : Hot Mama



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Artist : Trace Adkins

Song : Hot
Mama

You're doin' all you can to get in
them old jeans.
You want that body back, you
had at seventeen.
Baby, don't get down; don't
worry 'bout a thing.
'Cause the way you fill
'em out, hey, that's all right with me.
I
don't want the girl you used to be.
An' if you
ain't noticed, the kids are fast
asleep,

An' you're one hot mama;
You
turn me on, let's turn it up,
An' turn this
room into a sauna.
One hot mama,
Oh,
whaddya say, baby?
You wanna?

Well, I
know sometimes you think that all you really
are,
Is the woman with the kids an' the
groceries in the car.
An' you worry about your
hips an' you worry about your age.
Meanwhile
I'm tryin' to catch the breath you take
away.
Oh, an' believe me, you still
do.
Baby, all I see, when I look at
you,

Is one hot mama;
You turn me on,
let's turn it up,
An' turn this room into a
sauna.
One hot mama,
Oh, whaddya say,
baby?
You wanna?

Instrumental
break.

I can't imagine me lovin' someone
else.
I'm a lucky man,
I think Daddy's got
himself,

One hot mama;
You turn me on,
let's turn it up,
An' turn this room into a
sauna.
One hot mama,
Oh, whaddya say,
babe?
Oh, now whaddya say, babe?
You
wanna?

You're one hot mama,
Let's turn
this room into a sauna, yeah.
Whaddya say,
babe?
Whaddya say, babe?

To fade.