Fogaraté
Juan Luis Guerra 4.40
Hot Stuff
Sound the alarm!
Sound the alarm!
Sound the alarm!
Sound the alarm!
The little brunette has arrived
The queen of flowers
(Brunette, hey, hey
The queen of flowers)
She has a body like a lily
And eyes like cotton
(Brunette, hey, hey
And eyes like cotton)
When she moves her waist
The saxophones play
(Brunette, hey, hey
The saxophones play)
And if the little brunette dances
Hot stuff, gentlemen
(Brunette, hey, hey
Hot stuff, gentlemen)
Dance with me, little brunette
I'm lovesick
(Brunette, hey, hey
I'm lovesick)
Your cheek puts in line
And fixes hearts
(Brunette, hey, hey
And fixes hearts)
She has a body like a lily
And eyes like cotton
(Brunette, hey, hey
And eyes like cotton)
And if the little brunette dances
The party gets lively
(Brunette, hey, hey
The party gets lively)
Hey, hey
(The party gets lively)
To dance, hot stuff
(The party gets lively)
Brunette, hey, hey
(The party gets lively)
And she dances as she is
(The party gets lively)
And it's because the brunette
(Is on fire)
With mint
(Is on fire)
Cloves and cinnamon
(Is on fire)
Like a candle
(Is on fire)
Wearing out her soles
(Is on fire)
And it's because the brunette
(Is on fire)
I want, want, want, want!
Brunette hot stuff
Hey, hey
(The party gets lively)
To dance, hot stuff
(The party gets lively)
But brunette, hey, hey
(The party gets lively)
And she dances as she is
(The party gets lively)
And it's because the brunette
(Is on fire)
With mint
(Is on fire)
Cloves and cinnamon
(Is on fire)
Like a candle
(Is on fire)
She set it on fire
(Is on fire)
Wearing out her soles
(Is on fire)
Hot stuff
(Is on fire)
And it's because the brunette
(Is on fire)