Clipped her wings, now she's falling,
She is deaf; the Saviour's calling,
Satan won the bet, on his private jet,
Good-bye to ballroom waltzing.
Hot down south tonight,
It's hot,
So hot down south tonight,
It's hot.
No amount of money can buy it back,
All her loose change dropped through the crack,
He could always shake her, now he wants to break her in the back of his Cadillac.
Hot down south tonight,
It's hot,
So hot down south tonight,
It's hot.
Signed her name on the rosary,
Unchained her greed like a deadly disease,
She lost her chance; the girl got to dance,
Forever lives with the guilt and shame.
Hot down south tonight,
It's hot,
So hot down south tonight,
It's hot.
Oh, it's hot down south tonight,
It's hot,
So hot down south tonight,
It's hot.
