When You're Hot, You're Hot chords by Jonathan King
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["When You're
Well, now me and Homer
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Jones in Big John County
Had a big crack day
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going back in the alley
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And I kept rolling them sevens
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And winning all of them pots
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My luck was so good I could do no wrong
I just kept on rolling
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and controlling them bones
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Finally they just shrugged
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their hands and said
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When you're hot, you're hot
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I said yeah, when you're
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hot you're hot
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When you're not, you're not
Put all your money in
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and let's roll them again
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When you're hot, you're hot
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La -la -la -la -la -la
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La -la -la -la -la
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La -la -la -la -la -la
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When you're hot, you're hot
Well, now every time I rolled them
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dice I'd win
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And I was just getting ready
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to roll them again
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But I heard something behind me
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I turned around and there was a big ol' cop
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He said, hello boys, and he gave us a grin and said,
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looks like I'm gonna have to hoard y 'all
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and keep all that money for the evidence.
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I said, well son,
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when you're hot, you're hot, yeah.
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When you're hot, you're hot.
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When you're not, you're not.
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You can explain it all down at City Hall.
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When you're hot, you're hot.
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La, la, la, la, la, la.
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La, la, la, la, la.
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La, la, la, la, la, la.
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When you're hot, you're hot.
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Well, when he took us into court
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I just couldn't believe my eyes
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The judge was a fishing buddy
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that I recognized
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I said, hey judge old buddy old pal
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I'll pay you that hundred
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I owe you if you can get me out of this spot
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So he gave my friends a little fine to pay
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Turned around and grinned at me and said
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Ninety days
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Johnny, when you're hot you're hot
I said, thanks a lot
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When you're hot you're hot
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When you're not you're not
You let my friends go free
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and throw the buck at me
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When you're hot you're hot
I said, well, I'll tell you one thing,
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Judge, old buddy, old pal,
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If you were wearing that black robe,
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I'd take you out back of this courthouse,
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An d I'd try a little bit of you on my own.
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You understand that, you hillbilly?
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Who's gonna collect my welfare?
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Who's gonna pay for my cattle?
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What do you mean, of court, Judge?
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Oh, Judge.
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When You're Hot, You're Hot
Jonathan King
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