My Gal Is Red-Hot Songtext
von Ronnie Hawkins

My gal is red hot
(Your gal is red hot)
Whoa, my gal is red hot
(Your gal is red hot)
Well, she ain′t got no money
But, man, she's a-really got a lot
(Your gal is red hot)

Yeah, I got a gal, she′s six foot four
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet out the door, but
My gal is red hot
(Your gal is red hot)
Whoa, my gal is red hot
(Your gal is red hot)

Well, she ain't got no money
But, man, she's a-really got a lot
(Your gal is red hot) whoa!


Well, she walks all night, talks all day
She′s got a figure like a Frankenstein, but
My gal is red hot
(Your gal is red hot)
Woo, my gal is red hot
(Your gal is red hot)

Well, she ain′t got no money
But, man, she's a-really got a lot
(Your gal is red hot) wow!

Well, she′s a one man's woman, that′s what I like
Not to wish she was your woman, treating me ever not
My gal is red hot
(Your gal is red hot)
Whoa, my gal is red hot
(Your gal is red hot)

Well, she ain't got no money
But, man, she′s a-really got a lot
(Your gal is red hot)