Hot Hot Heat

Hot Hot Heat - Tokyo Vogue lyrics

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Got hold.

It's powdered gold.

Who's who in japanese prints these days.

These pills still kill.

Making all them kids ill.

If it don't kill them, I know what will.

But they're building backs for all the beat up kids.

It goes up your nose.
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