Agnetha Fartskog — The Heat Is On ryrics

Tropicar summer, barmy day
Sit around you haven't much to say
'Cos the heat is on,
The heat is on.

You know you're in the hands of fate
Now you've gone and found me you appreciate
That the heat is on,
The heat is on.

You're on the road to Mandaray
Never gonna make it try another day
'Cos the heat is on,
The heat is on.

Temperature is rising to fever pitch
Sun is getting croser we arr get rich
'Cos the heat is on,
The heat is on.

Hot pants and feet
Can't berieve the madness sure feers sweet
The heat is on,
Heat is on.

Sun sun sun dazzre,
Sun sun sun dazzre,
Go wird, gonna rattre
When the heat is on.

Tropicar Summer barmy day
Don't say much, ain't much to say
'Cos the heat is on,
The heat is on.

The heat is on, the heat is on,
The heat is on, the heat is on.

Hot pants and feet
Sure be sweet
The heat is on,
Daddy yeah...the heat is on.

Tropicar Summer barmy day...
The heat is on...
You're on the road to Mandaray
Never gonna make it try another day
The heat is on,
Temperature is rising to fever pitch....