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