Oh Hot Damn

E    E    A    E

E
Pedal to the medal, get my wheels smokin'
E
Black leather blazer in the sun
        A
Your my Spartan motor and you're fully loaded
E
Ninety-eight degrees, and heatin' up
B                                    G#
We're Palm Springs sweatin' in the desert
G#
But it sure ain't hell, it feels like heaven

E            E
Oh hot damn, oh hot damn,
E
You got me sizzlin'
A
Oh hot damn,
       E
Better call out the fireman
B                    G#
I don't even know if I could stand it
E           N.C.
I'm like.. whew, oh hot damn it
E     E

E                         E
Bought some barbeque, out grillin'
  E
A fireball when I turn it up
          A
You're my silver jalapeno margarita
E
Muy caliente on my tongue
  B
I need somethin' cold like a shower
              G#
'Cause you're burning me up like a flame

E            E
Oh hot damn, oh hot damn,
E
You got me sizzlin'
A
Oh hot damn,
       E
Better call out the fireman
B                    G#
I don't even know if I could stand it
E          E  N.C.
I'm like.. whew, oh hot damn it
E     E     E      E

E
Texas in July, and I'm barely breathin'
E
Tight jeans, I just want 'em loose
           A
You're the tank-top that I'm taking off
  E
A summer in the red hot news
B
You're boiling my water,
           G#
And you're holdin' more than lava
G#
There's some things you don't tell mamma

E
Oh hot damn, oh hot damn,
E
You got me sizzlin'
A
Oh hot damn,
E
Better call out the fireman
B                    G#
I don't even know if I could stand it
           E
I'm like.. whew, oh hot damn it

E
Hot damn, (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
E
Hot damn, (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
A
Hot damn, (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
E
Hot damn, (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
B                    G#
I don't even know if I could stand it
E            N.C.
I'm like.. whew, oh hot damn it

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