I’ve been travelling down the road
With my friends all across the nation
And I met a lot of girls
Help me live my fantasies
Down in New Orleans
I found the right combination
She made me feel like a king
Boy she was so good to me
I felt her eyes follow me across the stage
Touch my body with a tiger’s gage
I slipped into her dream
Didn’t even say goodnight
In the morning she just told me
In a letter
(Hot stuff) I got love to suit you babe
(Hot stuff) Guaranteed to make you temperature rise
(Hot stuff) I don’t want to lose you babe
How I hate to have to say goodbye
Back on the road
Another show, hot stage, new city
Love connection
Slowly fading away
I felt her eyes follow me across the stage
Touch my body with a tiger’s gage
I slipped into her dream
Didn’t even say goodnight
In the morning she just told me
In a letter
(Hot stuff) I got love to suit you babe
(Hot stuff) Guaranteed to make you temperature rise
(Hot stuff) I don’t want to lose you babe
How I hate to have to say goodbye
(Hot stuff) I got love to suit you babe
(Hot stuff) Guaranteed to make you temperature rise
(Hot stuff) I don’t want to lose you babe
(Hot stuff) How I hate to have to say goodbye
How I hate to have to say goodbye
Written(s): Fernando Von Arb, Marc Storace
