HOT TONGUE lyrics by BP Fallon BP: There’s lead in my pencil And there’s oil in your lamp Gene Vincent singing About the brakes are getting damp Someone told me something I’d like to tell you now But I can’t remember what it is Not right now anyhow (Spoken): You lie down for everything I stand for Carley: You telling me I’m white trash My clothes, my hair, they’re much too flash? Your taste and mine, they’re bound to clash Hey, you’re the one that’s got the cash And don’t quit spending it on me If I quit spending time with you Annie: It’s not like you bought me You could say that you caught me You’re my sugar daddy And I like my brand new Caddy I like you too, I like your money If I didn’t it’d be kinda funny, wouldn’t it? C & A: I got a hot tongue Just a bit of fun I got a hot tongue I got a hot tongue BP: You asked for a vacation I’m the last resort Reality’s overrated I’d like to share some thoughts C & A: I got a hot tongue I got a hot tongue I got a hot tongue I got a hot tongue >Solo C & A: I got a hot tongue Just a bit of fun I got a hot tongue I got a hot tongue BP I’ve lead in my pencil And there’s oil in your lamp Gene Vincent singing About the brakes are getting damp All I got a hot tongue I got a hot tongue I got a hot tongue I got a hot tongue