Donna Summer "Hot stuff"
Sittin' here, eatin' my heart out waitin' ...
waitin' for some lover to call ...
dialed about a thousand numbers lately ...
almost rang the phone off the wall ...
Lookin' for some hot stuff baby this evenin'

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I need some hot stuff baby tonight

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I want some hot stuff baby this evenin'

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Ps. wkręca mi się nastrój na grilowy wieczór
