Hot Nights - BZN

Tropic nights — hearts on fire

I feel a burning desire

You call me your turtle-dove

Under a moon of love

Dance with me, we’re on a spree, we’ll never be apart

Oh honeybee, take a chance on me

I knew it from the very start

Say: Nena nena oh nena na

You’re sweeter than the sweetest apple-pie

Oh nena nena oh ne na no

'Cause I want you, want you to know

So very soon my heart goes boom boom

When ever it’s you walking by

Oh nena nena, the apple of my eye

Red red wine — pink champagne

And sweet words that drive me insane

Like «Quere me» et «Je t’adore»

My heart is aching for more

Dance with me, we’re on a spree, we’ll never be apart

Oh honeybee, take a chance on me

I knew it from the very start

Say: Nena nena oh nena na

You’re sweeter than the sweetest apple-pie

Oh nena nena oh ne na no

'Cause I want you, want you to know

So very soon my heart goes boom boom

When ever it’s you walking by

Oh nena nena, the apple of my eye

Hot nights, get out of hand with you

Hot nights, we make a dream come true

Say: Nena nena oh nena na

You’re sweeter than the sweetest apple-pie

Oh nena nena oh ne na no

'Cause I want you, want you to know

Say: Nena nena oh nena na

You’re sweeter than the sweetest apple-pie

Oh nena nena oh ne na no

'Cause I want you, want you to know