White Hot Lyrics

White Hot Tom Cochrane/Red Rider
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..................... Waiting, by the shoreline, in
Semoline, for a reply, I need u, to come see me, that's no
lie.... The guns are, getting closer, the
sweat pours like the dew, that's over the trees in Tripoli in the
Spring......... I'm White Hot, I can't take it any more
I'm W.H. by the Semolion shore, W.H.!, yes, I'm boiling to the core, I
need rain, Cast out, from the jungle, with no
rations, salty sea, presenting faulty rifles to the
thieves........in Tanzania.. Danger and misfortune, nothing
wagered, nothing gained, I have wandered, thru the desert, found
ss I can rem[
the ocean, not the rain..em.] the nite by the strand in
Tripoli
I had [
we were so much younger then u & my] poetry to protect me, we were
so much cooler then, I need rain............
I'm W.H., I can't take it any more, I'm W.H. by the Semolion shore, I'm
W.H., yes I'm boiling to the core, I need rain, INR I
need
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rain.....
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I can remem. the n[
ites] by the sea in Tripoli, we were
so much bolder then, I had u & my poetry to protect me, we were both
soldiers
then, bolder then, colder then, I need rain.... I need rain, I need
rain, White Hot!!!!
White Hot!!!
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