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Download from amazon.com Hot Fudge lyrics

Rating: 1.13
Song Details
Artist(s)
  • Robbie Williams
  • Album(s)
  • Escapology (buy)
  • Queen bitch eat the rich
    I'm on the second course today
    I'm not the first and I won't be the worst
    She's done most of L.A.
    Can't find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon
    Twenty-four hours a day
    Call it Collagen Jeanie you big lip meanie
    I'm about to be blown away
    Come on sing it

    Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
    Oh my Sunset Rodeo

    Hot fudge here comes the judge
    There's a green card in the way
    The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
    Are moving to L.A.
    And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
    Mother things have got to change
    I'm moving to L.A.

    Take the piss always English
    God bless you Uncle Sam
    You got a cool gene pool and our winter's cruel
    And God knows I love to tan
    Making cents and dead Presidents
    Before I could count to ten
    With a nation behind me can't stop the limey
    She's on her back again
    Come on sing it

    Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
    Oh my Sunset Rodeo

    Hot fudge here comes the judge
    There's just a green card in the way
    The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
    Are moving to L.A.
    'Cause we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
    Mother things have got to change
    I'm moving to L.A.

    L.A. L.A. L.A.
    L.A. L.A. L.A.
    L.A. L.A. L.A.

    Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
    Oh my Sunset Rodeo

    Hot fudge here comes the judge
    There's just a green card in the way
    The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
    Are moving to L.A.
    'Cause we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
    Mother things have got to change
    I'm moving to

    Hot fudge here comes the judge
    There's just a green card in the way
    The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
    Are moving to L.A.
    And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
    Mother things have got to change
    I'm moving to L.A.
    Moving to L.A.
    Keep on moving, keep on moving, keep on moving to L.A.
    L.A., L.A.
    Keep on moving, moving on
    Keep on moving, moving on
    Keep on moving, moving on
    ..and stop

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