Hot Legs Jacqui Naylor

Who's that knocking at my door
It's gotta be a quarter to four
Is it you again coming 'round for more
You can love me tonight if you want
But in the morning make sure you are gone
I'm talkin' to you, yeah, 'cause

Hot legs, wearing me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, are you still in school
But I love you honey, yeah

You got a most persuasive tongue
Promisin' all kinds of fun
But what you don't understand is
I need a working man
Gonna need a shot of vitamin C
By the time you're finished with me
'Cause I'm talking' to you, yeah

Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you can scratch my back
But hot legs, bring your mummy too
'Cause I love you, yeah, but...ha

Imagine how my daddy felt
In your jet black suspender belt
Seventeen years old
But he's almost sixty four
You got legs right up to your neck
You're making me a physical wreck
I'm talking to you, yeah