A Little Night Dancin'
Composer(s): John Cougar Mellencamp
Performer(s): John Cougar Mellencamp



Well west of Zion
They got a hot spot brewing
Handcuffs and kisses
For the people who live there

Guitar player's playing
Cinderella saying
Hey boys get that spoon to my nose
And we'll run through the midnight air

Night, night, whoa night dancin'
Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'
Night, night, whoa night dancin'
Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'

Sodom and Gomorah
They run the roadhouse
They keep everything jumping
As the drummer keeps the beat

And it's really something when those kids start bitchin'
Yeah it starts me itching
As I jump to my feet to go

Night, night, whoa night dancin'
Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'
Night, night, whoa night dancin'
Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'

Night, night, whoa night dancin'
Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'
Night, night, whoa night dancin'
Hey just a little, little, little night dancin'

Hot Rod Race No.2
Composer(s): Arkie Shibley; Leon Kelley; Jackie Hayes
Performer(s): Arkie Shibley



Now me and my wife and my brother Joe
are back home safe in San Pedro
My tires are wore out 'n' my gas is low
and my doggone Ford'll just barely go

My twin pipes are busted, I'm really in a rut
one carburetors a'leakin and the other one's stuck
my overdrive's slippin, it won't stand the pace
my oil she's a drippin' outta the busted crankcase

The top is tore 'n' it shore does leak
'n' the springs are stickin' up through the seat
The wind blew in and chilled my bride
but me and that Mercury stayed side by side

Now she rattles and smokes like an old diesel truck
I made it home though, I guess it was luck
'cause my bearings were busted, my radiator too
and my fan belt was broke 'bout half in two

My brother's still pale 'n' my wife's still sick
my old Ford's nothin' but a wreck
but I don't worry for what the heck
Me and that Mercury stayed neck-and-neck

A Ford's a good car, and mighty fast too
but this one is shot 'n' there's nothin' ta do
so I thought it over and here's what I'll do
I'm gonna trade it off, now wouldn't you?

The guy that gets it, he's gonna be sore
an' he won't like me any more
but why should I worry, for what the heck
me and that Mercury stayed neck-and-neck

But we had a good race 'n' I'll remember the day
that me and that Mercury went out to play
an' there's one more thing I'd like to say
don't try to beat a kid in a hopped-up Model-A

A Little More Wine
Composer(s): Chris Youlden
Performer(s): Savoy Brown



Oh, I'd be a rich man if I had all the money I owe
But to have that much I oughta' help them sell my soul
One and one make two, two and two make four
That figure don't drive the rent man from the door

Just got time for a little more wine
Just got time for a little more wine

One day I'll see my way to clear up the trouble and strife
I'll get a little joy, a little joy in my life
I think about the good times, the memories don't come [clear]
I feel like I'm goin', I'm goin' just a little down [hill/here?]

I just got time for a little more wine
I just got time for a little more wine

But when I do remember the hopes I used to have
My face lights up and I crack a little smile
When I reach the end of my workin' life
I'll sit and say 'I wonder was it all worthwhile?'

I just got time for a little more wine
I just got time for a little more wine

But when I do remember the hopes I used to have
My face lights up and I crack a little smile
When I reach the end of my workin' life
I'll sit and say 'I wonder was it all worthwhile?'

Just got time for a little more wine
Just got time for a little more wine

Hot Rod Race
Composer(s): George Wilson
Performer(s): Arkie Shibley;
and various other artists



Now me and my wife and my brother Joe
took off in my Ford from San Pedro
We hadn't much gas 'n' the tires was low
but the doggone Ford could really go

Now along about the middle of the night
we were rippin' along like white folks might
when a Mercury behind he blinked his lights
and he honked his horn and he flew outside

We had twin pipes and a Columbia butt
you people may think that I'm in a rut
but to you folks who don't dig the jive
that's two carburetors and an overdrive

We made grease spots outta many good town
and left the cops heads spinnin' round 'n' round
They wouldn't chase, they'd run and hide
but me and that Mercury stayed side by side

Now we were Ford men and we likely knew
that we would race until somethin' blew
and we thought it over
now, wouldn't you?

I looked down at my lovely bride
her face was blue, I thought she'd died
We left streaks through towns about forty feet wide
but me and that Mercury stayed side by side

My brother was pale, he said he was sick
he said he was just a nervous wreck
But why should I worry, for what the heck
me and that Mercury was still neck-and-neck

Now on through the deserts we did glide
a-flyin' low and a-flyin' wide
me an' that Mercury was a-takin' a ride
and we stayed exactly side by side

Now I looked in my mirror and I saw somethin' comin'
I thought it was a plane by the way it was a-runnin'
It was a-hummin' along at a terrible pace
and I knew right then it was the end of the race

When it flew by us, I turned the other way
the guy in the Mercury had nothin' to say
for it was a kid, in a hopped up Model-A

Little More Love
Composer(s): John Farrar
Performer(s): Olivia Newton-John



Night is draggin' her feet
I wait alone in the heat
I know, know that you'll have your way
Till you have to go home
No's a word I can't say

Cause it gets me nowhere to tell you no
And it gets me nowhere to make you go
Will a little more love make you start depending
Will a little more love bring a happy ending
Will a little more love make it right? 
Will a little more love make it right? 

Where, where did my innocence go? 
How, how was a young girl to know? 
I'm trapped, trapped in the spell of your eyes
In the warmth of your arms
In the web of your lies

But it gets me nowhere to tell you no
And it gets me nowhere to make you go
Will a little more love make you start depending
Will a little more love bring a happy ending
Will a little more love make it right? 
Will a little more love make it right? 

Hot Rod Mama
Composer(s): Marc Bolan
Performer(s): Tyrannosaurous Rex



Hot rod mama moving 
like a motor cycle devil in a race 
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace 

I'm selling all my midnight 
still broke and living on the ground 
My gone little mama cut out without a sound 

With my greased-up levis 
baseball boots above my head 
If it wasn't such a tragedy I might wish I was dead 

She took my ice-cream mustang 
and my purple colored Dodgeville 
She even took my panpipes and my elixir of life pill

Skandal Im Sperrbezirk
Composer(s): Günther Sigl
Performer(s): Spider Murphy Gang



In München steht ein Hofbräuhaus
doch Freudenhäuser müssen raus
damit in dieser schönen Stadt
das Laster keine Chance hat

Doch jeder ist gut informiert
weil Rosi täglich inseriert
und wenn dich deine Frau nicht liebt
wie gut das es die Rosi gibt

Und draussen vor der grossen Stadt
stehn die Nutten sich die Füsse platt

Skandal im Sperrbezirk
Skandal im Sperrbezirk
Skandal - Skandal um Rosi

Ja Rosi hat ein Telefon
auch ich hab ihre Nummer schon
unter 32-16-8
herrscht Konjunktur die ganze Nacht

Und draussen im Hotel D'Amour
langweilen sich die Damen nur
weil jeder den die Sehnsucht quält
ganz einfach Rosis Nummer wählt

Und draussen vor der grossen Stadt
stehn die Nutten sich die Füsse platt

Skandal im Sperrbezirk
Skandal im Sperrbezirk
Skandal - Skandal um Rosi

Moral - Skandal
Moral - Skandal
Moral - Skandal
Skandal um Rosi

Hot Rod Lincoln 
Composer(s): Charlie Ryan; W.S. Stevenson
Performer(s): Charlie Ryan;
and various other artists



My pappy said "Son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
if you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"

Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
where the Fords 'n' Lincolns was settin' the pace?
That story is true, I'm here to say
that I was drivin' that Model-A

It's got a Lincoln motor and it's really souped up
that Model-A body makes it look like a pup
It's got eight cylinders and uses 'em all
got overdrive, just won't stall

With a four-barrel carb and a dual exhaust
with 4-11 gears you can really get lost
Got safety tubes but I ain't scared
the brakes are good, tires fair

Pulled outta San Pedro late one night
the moon 'n' the stars was shinin' bright
We was drivin' up Grapevine hill
passin' cars like they was standin' still

All of a sudden in the wink of an eye
Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said "Boys that's the mark for me"
by then the tailight was all you could see

Now the fellas ribbed me for bein' behind
so I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind
Took my foot off the gas'n'man alive
I shoved it on down into overdrive

Wound it up to a hunderd an' ten
my speedometer said that I hit top end
My foot was glued like lead to the floor
that's all there is an' there ain't no more

Now the boys all thought I'd lost my sense
them telephone poles looked like a picket fence
They said "slow down, I see spots"
the lines on the road just looked like dots

Took a corner'n'side-swiped a truck
crossed my fingers just for luck
My fenders was clickin' the guardrail posts
the guy beside me was white as a ghost

Smoke was comin' from outta the back
when started t' gain on that Cadillac
Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass
don'tcha by then we'd be low on gas

We had flames comin' from outta the side
you could feel the tension, man whatta ride
I said "look out boys, I got a license to fly"
and that Caddy pulled over and let us by

Now all of a sudden she started knockin'
down in the dip she started to rock
And I looked in the mirror, a red light was blinkin'
the cops was after my hot rod Lincoln

They arrested me 'n' they put me in jail
'n they called my pappy to throw my bail
'n he said "son you're gonna drive me ta drinkin'
if you don't stop drivin' that hot rod Lincoln

A Little Lovin'
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Phil Cody
Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



Mama raised me to be a man
Told me, son ya have to understand
Learn to get while the gettin's good
And bring it back to the neighborhood

And I swear, I was there, tell me why should I lie
I just wanna say, a little lovin' goes a long long way

Uncle Henry and cousin Grace
Used to weekend at our place
Grace and I would go behind the barn
We almost burned the damn thing down

And I swear, I was there, tell me why should I lie
I just wanna say, a little lovin' goes a long long way

Oooh! I need your lovin', just a little lovin'
I need your lovin', just a little lovin'
A little lovin' each and every day
A little lovin' goes a long long way, long way...

I knew a woman from New Orleans
Her old man used to treat her mean
And she would come to me for sympathy
Southern comfort and ecstasy

And I swear, I was there, tell me why should I lie
I just wanna say, a little lovin' goes a long long way
Do it now!

Oooh! I need your lovin', just a little lovin'
I need your lovin', just a little lovin'
A little lovin' each and every day
A little lovin' goes a long long way now

I need your lovin', just a little lovin'
I need your lovin', just a little lovin'
A little lovin' each and every day
A little lovin' goes a long long way

Hot River
Composer(s): Carla Bley
Performer(s): Nick Mason



Do you long to cavort?
Here's a new water sport
That you ought to try
It's a Fahrenheit dream
Hot and covered with steam
You won't be bored
Do you want to get wet?
Are you starting to sweat?
Slip over the side
Now we're caught in a swell
Here's where Heaven and Hell
Start to collide

It's slippery and slimy
Reach over here and tie me
I'm so warm I can hardly move
Mother never told me
I'd need someone to hold me
But where I'm from the rivers are all cold

It's a fisherman's dream
Dinner's already steamed
And ready to eat
When you feel your resolve
Is about to dissolve
Then stop for a treat
In a river of steam
Nothing seems too obscene
So let down your hair
While you drift through a trough
Slip your bathing suit off
And really get clean

You can do your laundry
While your thoughts are wandering
And you watch the passing swimmer's poach
You don't need no Sterno
In Dante's Inferno
It's thermohydriatically controlled

You can't stay in too long
'Cause the heat is too strong
You're starting to slide
Grab ahold of the rope
Throw your soap in the boat
Climb over the side
We can come back for more
When we start to get bored
There's nothing as wild
As a Hot River swim
On the volcanic rim

A Little Love Can Go A Long, Long Way
Composer(s): Even Stevens - Hillary Kanter
Performer(s): The Oak Ridge Boys



When you're tempted just to let it slip away
Hold on, hold on

When bitter words just get in the way

Hold on, be strong

When you think you can't hang in there anymore 
And you know that any second

You'll be stormin' out the door

When you've vented all you're anger

And there's nothin' left to say

Don't you know a little love can go a long long way

Pride will only lead to loneliness 
Hold on, hold on

Better learn how to forgive and to forget

Before she's gone

(repeat chorus)

There's bound to be some heartaches 
Love is never an easy road

Just give it all you've got

With all you're heart and soul

Don't let misunderstandings

Stand in your way

There's a remedy (There's a remedy)

A little love is all (A little love is all you need)

(repeat chorus)

When you've vented all your anger 
And there's nothin' left to say

Don't you know a little love can go

A long, long way

Hot Patootie - Bless My Soul 
(aka Whatever Happened To Saturday Night?)
Composer(s): Richard O'Brien
Performer(s): Meat Loaf;
and various other artists



Eddie:
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
When you dressed up sharp and you felt alright
It don't seem the same since cosmic light
Came into my life, I thought I was divine
I used to go for a ride with a chick who'd go
And listen to the music on the radio
A saxophone was blowing on a Rock and Roll show
We climbed in the back seat, really had a good time
Hot patootie, bless my soul
Really love that Rock and Roll

(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)

Eddie:
My head used to swim from the perfume I smelled
My hands kinda fumbled with her white plastic belt
I'd taste her baby pink lipstick and that's when I'd melt
She'd whisper in my ear tonight she really was mine
Get back in front and put some hair oil on
Buddy Holly was singing his very last song
With your arms around your girl, you try to sing along
It felt pretty good.....Whoo!
Really had a good time
Hot patootie, bless my soul
Really love that Rock and Roll

(Hot patootie, bless my soul
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)

(Hot patootie, bless my soul
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul
(I really love that Rock and Roll)
(Hot patootie, bless my soul)
(I really love that Rock and Roll)

A Little Love And Understanding
((French Version: Un Peu D'amour Et D'amitié (by Gilbert Bécaud))
Composer(s): Louis Amade - Gilbert Bécaud - Marcel Stellman
Performer(s): Bing Crosby; LadybiRdS



You're on your own
And what you need's
A little love and understanding, hee-hee-hee
A little warmth to tell your soul
A gentle bird that softly sings, hee-hee-hee-hee

Each night my voice happens to sneak
Through your transistor radio, ho-ho-ho
I'm just a secret you can keep
And no one ever needs to know

You're in that city far away
I'm on the ship way out at sea
You got some problems you can't face
So leave them behind, any place

For out of sight is out of mind
And in time, and in time, and in time, and in time, and in time
You'll find peace of mind
Ho-ho-kay-ay (okay), good, good

You're room is like a desert isle
You often filled with silent tears, hmm-hmm-hmm
So grab your coat, put on a smile
Go out and buy yourself some cheer, hee-hee-hee-hee
Why sit there thinking of the past
Recounting empty days gone by, hah-hah-hah
When you should make each moment last
It isn't hard to do, just try

Drink to the city far away
To all the sailors 'way at sea
All those problems you can't face
So leave them behind, any place

For out of sight is out of mind
And in time, and in time, and in time, and in time, and in time
You'll find peace of mind
O-kay, hm-hm, (okay), good 

Hot Love
Composer(s): Marc Bolan
Performer(s): T. Rex



Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
I don't mean to be bold, a-but a-may I hold your hand?

Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm a labourer of love in my persian gloves - a ha ha

Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha
Ow - ow - mh

Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha

La-la-la-la-la-la-la ....
Ooh ooh, oh don't you do ....
Ooh ooh, lay it all down ....
Ooh ooh, jetzt kommt sie doch, mh ....
Ooh ooh, mm-ba-ba-ba ....

A Little Less Conversation
Composer(s): Billy Strange - Mac Davis
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby

Baby close your eyes and listen to the music
Drifting through a summer breeze
It's a groovy night and I can show you how to use it
Come along with me and put your mind at ease

A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby

Come on baby I'm tired of talking
Grab your coat and let's start walking
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Don't procrastinate, don't articulate
Girl it's getting late, gettin' upset waitin' around

A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby

Hot Legs
Composer(s): Gary Grainger; Rod Stewart
Performer(s): Rod Stewart



Who's that knocking on my door 
It's gotta be a quarter to four 
Is it you again coming 'round for more 
Well you can love me tonight if you want 
But in the morning make sure you're gone 
I'm talkin' to you 
Hot legs, wearing me out 
Hot legs, you can scream and shout 
Hot legs, are you still in school 
I love you honey 

Gotta most persuasive tongue 
You promise all kinds of fun 
But what you don't understand 
I'm a working man 
Gonna need a shot of vitamin E 
By the time you're finished with me 
I'm talking to you 
Hot legs, you're an alley cat 
Hot legs, you scratch my back 
Hot legs, bring your mother too 
I love you honey 

Imagine how my daddy felt 
in your jet black suspender belt 
Seventeen years old 
He's touching sixty four 

You got legs right up to your neck 
You're making me a physical wreck 
I'm talking to you 
Hot legs, in your satin shoes 
Hot legs, are you still in school 
Hot legs, you're making me a fool 
I love you honey 

Hot legs, making your mark 
Hot legs, keep my pencil sharp 
Hot legs, keep your hands to yourself 
I love you honey 
Hot legs, you're wearing me out 
Hot legs, you can scream and shout 
Hot legs, you're still in school 
I love you honey

A Little Kiss Is A Kiss Is A Kiss
Performer(s): Connie Stevens



La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

A little kiss is a kiss is a kiss
A little sigh is a sigh is a sigh
A little hug leads to moments like this
And love is love, but nobody knows why

My heart is jumpin', you got it pumpin'
I don't know what, but you started somethin'
I can't explain it, I'm ring-a-dingin'
All through the night in your arms, I'm singin'

A little kiss is a kiss is a kiss
A little sigh is a sigh is a sigh
A little hug leads to moments like this
And love is love, but nobody knows why

I get desires, such crazy urges
When you are near me, the moon emerges
I try to fight it, it keeps recurrin'
And I could kiss till you've got me purrin'

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

I ask my father, I ask my mother
They only smile as they nudge each other
They say I'm too young, to speak about it
I only know that I wanna shout it

A little kiss is a kiss is a kiss
A little sigh is a sigh is a sigh
A little hug leads to moments like this
And love is love, but nobody knows why

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

Hot Fun In The Summertime
Composer(s): Sylvester "Sly Stone" Stewart
Performer(s): Sly & The Family Stone;
and various other artists



All: 
End of the spring and here she comes back
Hi Hi Hi Hi there
Them summer days, those summer days

That's when I had most of my fun, back
high high high high there
Them summer days, those summer days

Rose: 
I "cloud nine" when I want to

Freddie: 
Out of school, yeah

Larry: 
County fair in the country sun

Sly: 
And everything, it's true, ooh yeah

All: 
Hot fun in the summertime 
Hot fun in the summertime
Hot fun in the summertime
Hot fun in the summertime

All: 
First of the fall and then she goes back
Bye bye bye bye there
Them summer days, those summer days

Rose: 
"Boop-boop-ba-boop-boop" when I want to

Freddie: 
Out of school, yeah

Larry: 
County fair in the country sun

Sly: 
And everything, it's true, ooh yeah

All: 
Hot fun in the summertime
Hot fun in the summertime
Hot fun in the summertime
Hot fun in the summertime

A Little Kiss Goodnight 
Composer(s): Bob Merrill
Performer(s): Doris Day & Guy Mitchell



Doris:  
Well, I’ve had a wonderful time  
I think I’d better be going in now

Guy:   
Gee Dodo, didn’t you forget something?

Guy:   
Don’t I get a little kiss goodnight?

Doris:  
Dear, you’ll have to wait, I’ve never done that on the very first date

Guy:   
Don’t I get a chance to hold you tight?

Doris:  
Though I’m in a whirl, I hope you don’t think that I’m that kind of girl

Guy:    
Looking in your eyes can make me weak, dear
Please, just your cheek, dear
No telling what I would do for a little kissing

Doris:  
And what’ll you do if my father’s listening?

Doris: 
If we kiss you may not call again

Guy:   
Swear with all my might I’m going to call you for Saturday night

Doris:  
Dear, why can’t the kiss just wait for then?

Guy:   
Got me so perplexed, I really don’t know what to say to you next
Breaks my heart how near it is

Doris:  
Well, ok honey, here it is

Guy:   Wow!

Both:
All of this for a tiny little kiss goodnight

Mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm , mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm

Guy:    
Let me kiss you pet?

Doris:  
I wanted to kiss you the minute we met

Mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm

Guy:   
I’m the kind of guy
 
Doris:  
That doesn’t mind powder all over his tie
It’s getting awfully late, we’d better get, dear

Guy:   
One cigarette, dear

Doris:  
King-size

Guy:   
This time, don’t look at the clock up in the steeple

Doris:   
Ain’t it a shame when you’re working people?

Guy:   
Do you have a hero of your dreams?

Doris:   
All he’d have to be is really and truly in love with me

Guy:    
‘Cause you and I see eye to eye, it seems

Doris:    
I would give and give and what would I care if the two of us live
In a palace or a tent

Guy:    
Darling, may I pay the rent?

Doris:   
Oh, yeah

Both: 
All of this from a tiny little kiss goodnight

Doris:  
Goodnight

Guy:    
Goodnight

Hot Frogs On The Loose
Composer(s): Fred Small
Performer(s): Fred Small



By the light of the Tennessee moon
From the bilious bubbles of a black lagoon
They make a hound dog howl a Swat team swoon
Hot frogs on the loose

They've multiplied since '53
Slurping nuclear debris
Amphibious fabulous fancy free
Hot frogs on the loose

Chorus:
Hippity hoppity here they come
Radioactive lookin' for fun
If you kiss 'em look out for the tongue
Hot frogs on the loose

They got little skinny legs and big bug eyes
Fraternizing's not advised
They like you like they like flies
Hot frogs on the loose

They got a chicken nugget body and a whopper leap
In your bedroom while you sleep
They'll make your Geiger counter beep
Hot frogs on the loose

Chorus

You can put the pedal to the metal till the rubber squeals
Squish 'em with your tires you got hot wheels
How you know how it feels to be a 
Hot frog on the loose

Please do not keep them as pets
Sauteing them may bring regrets
Make a citizen's arrest of a
Hot frog on the loose

Frogs for peace frogs for defense
Don't be nervous don't be tense
We've got a sure-fire three-foot fence
To keep the hot frogs from gettin loose