Ashlee Simpson Hot Stuff Lyrics:
Listen !
I walk into your joint
With a hoodie on
Don't need a short skirt
To get it on
It goes on

Here she comes
Sunday school girl wantin' some
Uh, she's wearing that ?
Better expect that boys attack

Truce
I want some of that happy juice
Well kinda sorta
People in hell would die for John Walker
Wait a sec, everybody
down (Hit the deck)

[Chorus:]
People say you're goin' out your mind
To think you're hot stuff, gotta
think you're hot stuff
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What you're gonna do they
talk about it anyhow
You think you're hot stuff,
I know I'm hot stuff

Okay, one, two
Everybody look what I can do
I can bring my leg up all the way
(Can she do it? Can she do it?)
Piece of cake

Show off !
She just wanna take her clothes off
Fire..i got that that get you higher
One to another
You will discover
That's the way it is...

[Chorus x2]

What ya gonna do when you
Ahh zip it.
Chad, flip it.
Feels like I'm in candyland
I'm going down on shut again
With unicorns and fairy wings
I think I've had too much to drink

[Chorus x2]
Lyrics: Hot Stuff, Ashlee Simpson [end]