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Judas Priest - Hot For Love

Twenty-four hours of the day, you¹re
on my trail and I can¹t get away
I can¹t shake you off. You¹re a wolf
on the prowl
You got my scent and I can hear
you howl

No where to run. No where to hin.
No where to go
No where to run to. No where to hide
this hurt inside

Hot for love

When the sun goes down, I can feel
your heat
Till the sun comes up, when you¹ve
got me worn deadbeat
I said I¹m all burned out, I¹m a physical wreck
But there you go again with your hot
breath on my neck
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