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When You’re Hot You’re Hot Lyrics

SonWell, now me and Homer Jones and Big John TalleyHad a big crap game goin′ back in the alleyAnd I kept rollin’ ′em sevens, and winnin’ all ’em potsMy luck was so good, I could do no wrongI just kept on rollin′ and controllin′ ’em bonesFinally they jest threw up their hands and said”When you′re hot, you’re hot,” I said, “Yeah!”When you′re hot, you’re hotAnd when you′re not, you’re notPut all the money in and let’s roll ′em againWhen you′re hot, you’re hotLa-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la, when you′re hot, you’re hotWell, now every time I rolled them dice, I′d winAnd I was just gettin’ ready to roll ′em againWhen I heard somethin’ behind meI turned around and there was a big, old copHe said, “Hello, boys,” then he gave us a grin and said”Look like I’m gon′ have to haul y′all inAnd keep all that money for evidence”I said, “Well, son, when you’re hot, you′re hot,” he said, “Yeah!”When you’re hot, you′re hotAnd when you’re not, you′re notYou can explain it all down at City HallI said, “Yeah, when you’re hot, you’re hotLa-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la, when you′re hot, you′re hotWell, when he took us into court, I couldn’t believe my eyesThe judge was a fishin′ buddy that I recognizedI said, “Hey, judge, old buddy, old palI’ll pay you that hundred I owe ya if you′ll get me outta this spot”So he gave my friends a little fine to payHe turned around and grinned at me and said”90 days, Jerry, when you’re hot, you′re hot”And I said, “Thanks a lot”When you’re hot, you’re hotAnd when you′re not, you′re notHe let my friends go free and throwed the book at meHe said, “Well, when you’re hot, you′re hot”I said, “Well, I’ll tell ya one thing judge, old buddy, old palIf you wasn′t wearin’ that black robe (when you′re hot, you’re hot)I’d take you out in back of this courthouseAnd I′d try a little bit of your honor on (when you′re hot, you’re hot)You understand that, you hillbilly?Who′s gonna collect my welfare? (When you’re hot, you′re hot)Pay for my Cadillac?What do you mean Contempt of Court? (when you’re hot, you′re hot)Judge, oh, Judge!” (When you’re hot, you’re hot)

Writer(s): Jerry Reed Hubbard<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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