Music Video

VOILÀ - So Hot That It Hurts
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
VOILÀ
VOILÀ
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gus Ross
Gus Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
VOILÀ
VOILÀ
Producer
Gus Ross
Gus Ross
Producer
Luke Eisner
Luke Eisner
Producer

Lyrics

Let's go Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na, na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na, na You caught me looking at you looking at me Honey, tell me, what do you drink? It's on me, and now we're talking Our tongues are touching Like nobody's watching Never thought I'd go to Heaven on a Tuesday But your fingertips are slowly digging my grave I think my coffin is a bed frame back at your place Or my place, and you say That you're calling us a cab Now we're steaming up the glass And I keep thinking She's so hot that it hurts This taxi backseat Feels like my hearse, yeah She'll put me in the dirt 'Cause she's so, she's so hot that it hurts Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na, na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na, na Riding, kissing with your hands in my jeans The driver kicked us out for making a scene On fire, right in the street The cars are swerving But we just keep going Never thought I'd go to Heaven on a Tuesday But your fingertips are slowly digging my grave I think my coffin is a bed frame back at your place Or my place, we can't wait We barely made it through the door And our clothes are on the floor And I keep thinking She's so hot that it hurts This taxi backseat Feels like my hearse, yeah She'll put me in the dirt 'Cause she's so, she's so hot that it hurts Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na, na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na, na So come on baby read between the tan lines I'll show you I'm the story of a lifetime When you're always looking on the bright side You go blind, blind So come on baby read between the tan lines I should've known that body'd make me flatline When you're always looking on the bright side You go blind, blind Yeah, she's so hot that it hurts Her strapless black dress Feels like a curse She's so hot that it hurts This taxi backseat Feels like my hearse, yeah She'll put me in the dirt 'Cause she's so, she's so hot that it hurts Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na, na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na Na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na, na
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