Hot Stuff = Colleen Letra

i'm on top of your roof
so catch me when i fall
or let me go home to hell

i can never tell any sincerity in your voice
so let me fall against your bed
and forget everyline i said to get this far

dont try calling me
we've gone as far as we can go
i tried too hard but couldnt see
the cards i played were playing me
they show you and i are made for nights
when we hide from the city lights
and morning finds us alone
so let me go home

sing me something soft in the background so i can sleep
or sing to someone else so i can die in the background