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Hot Mama Lyricsby Trace Adkins Buy album CD: American Man: Greatest Hits You're doing all you can To get in them old jeans You want that body back You had at 17 Now baby, don't get down Don't you worry 'bout a thing cuz the way you're fillin out, Yeah, Thats alright with me I don't want the girl you used to be And incase you didn't notice The kids are fast aleep and You're... One Hot Mama! You turn me on lets turn it up, And turn this room into a sauna. One hot mama Oh, watta ya say Do you wanna? I know sometimes you think that all you really are Is the women with the kids, And the groceries in the car. Now you're worryin' 'bout you hips, And you're worried 'bout your age. Meanwhile I try to catch the breath you take away. Oh, And believe me you still do, All I see, When I look at you is... One Hot Mama You turn me on, Lets turn it up, And turn this room into a sauna One hot mama, Oh whatta ya say babe Do you wanna? I can't imagine me loving someone else I'm a lucky man, I think daddy's got himself.... One hot mama, you turn me on, lets turn it up, And turn this room into a sauna. One hot mama, Oh whatta ya say babe? Oh now whatta ya say baby? Do you wanna? 'Cause you're ONE HOT MAMA Lets turn this room into a sauna! Whatta ya say babe? Whatta ya say babe? Do you wanna?
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