Nothing Could Be Hotter Than That - Manhattan Transfer

Adaptation from «Hotter Than That»

Written by Lillian Armstrong

Adapted lyric by Alan Paul

Intro

If you just tell me you’ll be true

And say you love me too,

Then we’ll hit the moon 'cause nothing else could be Any hotter than that

Verse 1 (Janis)

When the Fahrenheit hits me it is like a wave in flight

I’m tellin' you man, it makes me boil to where I’m losin' my sight

But Babe compared to you, a tropical Bayou that I might discover

Is like the frozen night air from the Arctic Sea

Love.

.. .. .. .. .. .. is the fire, the flame that I’m speaking of You’ve cast that spell that voodoo that I want called love

So if you’ll say you’ll be true

And say you love me too

Then we will hit the moon

Breakin' the thermostat

Verse 2 (Cheryl)

Just wait a minute while I spin a little tale

It’s story of.

.. romance and mixed emotion

Far removed from that which most encounter

When they’re lookin' for love.

It’s all about a burnin' yearnin' that I have known too well.

This flame of fire it overtakes me each time I get movin' to a crazy

Grindin' little rhythm when the music is up Syncopatin' wild music is the aphrodisiac that I adore

Some folks think I’m a bit spicy but they really don’t offend me at all

A bit carefree like Anais Nin am I in all the little matters

That pertain to love

Thanks for the listen don’t be missin' all the sizzlin' out of love

Chorus

It’s hotter than a hundred-and-ten in mid-July

We’re sayin' it’s

Hotter than Tabasco or Jamaican fry

When you say you’ll be true

And tell me you love me too

The yen for you won’t hesitate

(scat)

So.

.. if you were to say to me babe

That you find me, oh so fine dear

When you say.

.. you just can not live without me Than nothin' baby, could be hotter than that

Sax solo

Chorus 2

It’s hotter than a hundred-and-ten in mid-July

We’re sayin' it’s

Hotter than Tabasco or Jamaican fry

When you say you’ll be true

And tell me you love me too

The yen for you won’t hesitate

(scat)

So.

.. if you were to say to me babe

That you find me oh so fine dear

When you say you just can not live without me then

Laddy, look out Gabe

(Sax solo and scat)

So if you just say you’ll be true

And you cannot live without me Then nothing, baby, could be hotter than that

(scat)