Hotter Than Texas

Hotter Than Texas

Words and Music by Mike Clifford © 2011


I was strummin’ my guitar in a honky-tonk bar
one summer south of San Antone
There was no A.C. and I was feelin’ the heat,
with sweat rollin’ off my nose
Out of the corner of my eye I saw her walkin’ by,
just a vision in a short white dress
She was the only thing Hotter Than Texas

So I laid down my guitar, and I headed for the bar just to give myself a better view
There was nobody lookin’ at me anyhow,
and I could use a cold drink or two
She was standin’ right there with her long blonde hair, she said “Will you play ‘All My Exes?’”
And that’s how I met the only thing Hotter Than Texas

She was Hotter Than Texas in late July
Cooler than a pillow’s underside
A body made for lovin’
and when she gets to struttin’ on past
She’s Hotter Than Texas

Well I played every song that she wanted to hear,
it didn’t matter if I knew ‘em or not
I was fakin’ my way through some Marvin Gaye
just to watch her dance slow and hot
Every once in awhile she would give me a smile
and I’d forgot about the heat and the sweat, yes
She was the only thing Hotter Than Texas

CHORUS

SOLO

Well I walked her out to the parking lot,
and I thought I better make my move
I said “Would you like to see my pickup truck?”
she said “Boy, now ain’t you smooth?”
So we left that dive, and we took a little drive
to the banks of the River Nueces
And that’s where I kissed the only thing Hotter Than Texas

She was Hotter Than Texas in late July
Cooler than a pillow’s underside
A body made for lovin’ and when she gets to struttin’ on past
All the boys say “Damn! She’s Hotter Than Texas”
The only thing Hotter Than Texas
That girl’s the only thing Hotter Than Texas
She’s Hotter Than Texas in late July
And you know that’s hot