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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Karen Young
Karen Young
Performer
Larry Gold
Larry Gold
Cello
Paul Eves
Paul Eves
Cello
Larry McKenna
Larry McKenna
Clarinet
Ron Kerber
Ron Kerber
Clarinet
Daryl Burgee
Daryl Burgee
Drums
Lorenzo Wright
Lorenzo Wright
Guitar
Lee Southall
Lee Southall
Saxophone
Roger DeLillo
Roger DeLillo
Saxophone
Richard Posmontier
Richard Posmontier
Trombone
Bob Hartzell
Bob Hartzell
Trumpet
Evan Solot
Evan Solot
Trumpet
David Barnette
David Barnette
Viola
Tony Sinagoga
Tony Sinagoga
Viola
Charles Appolonia
Charles Appolonia
Violin
Charles Parker
Charles Parker
Violin
Chris Reeves
Chris Reeves
Violin
Don Renaldo
Don Renaldo
Violin
Gov Hutchinson
Gov Hutchinson
Violin
Joe Bonaccorso
Joe Bonaccorso
Violin
Lenore Wolaniuk
Lenore Wolaniuk
Violin
Rudy Malizia
Rudy Malizia
Violin
Wm. Mungiole
Wm. Mungiole
Violin
Americus Mungiole
Americus Mungiole
Violin
Anthony Sinagoga
Anthony Sinagoga
Viola
Edward Cascarella
Edward Cascarella
Saxophone
Jack Wilson
Jack Wilson
Trombone
Michael Pedicin Jr.
Michael Pedicin Jr.
Clarinet
Mike Pedicin
Mike Pedicin
Clarinet
Vince Fay
Vince Fay
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kurt Borusiewicz
Kurt Borusiewicz
Arranger
Andrew S. Kahn
Andrew S. Kahn
Composer
Andy Kahn
Andy Kahn
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Kahn
Andy Kahn
Producer
Kurt Borusiewicz
Kurt Borusiewicz
Producer

Lyrics

Burn now and take me on
Bend down and move along
But I don't want to heart no more
I need a hot shot
Burning late at night
When turning on and feeling right
There ain't no man inside
I need a hot shot
Hot shot... Hot shot
Uh... Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
That man's feeling like being my soul
Come on and move it
You know, you never, never never
Gonna lose control
That guy is burning me
It's getting real hot
You know that I'm needing your shot
Burn now and moving freak
And the fervet feet
Then don't be out of my feel
I need a hot shot
Burn now with the proud
It won't feel you in crowd
And the music is loud
I need a hot shot... Hot shot
Come on, come on, come on, come on
They've got to get a motion
Kind of emotion
You gotta move it
I know you never, you never, you never never
Gonna lose control
Feel like a fever
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That guy is burning me
It's getting real hot
You know that I'm needing your shot
I need a hot shot
Hot shot... Hot shot
I need a hot shot
Now baby, give me, give me, give me, give me
My baby, my baby
Hot shot
Come on, don't you feel, don't you feel
Don't you feel, don't you feel
Baby, baby, baby
Sweet, sweet baby
Sweet, sweet baby
Sweet, sweet baby
Fire the stone and it's getting real hot
And I'm waiting and waiting for up the stairway
Babadam... Babada... Babadandom...
I feel
Like a fever
Ha... Yeah... Yeah...
Written by: Andrew S. Kahn, Kurt Borusiewicz
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