Tekster: Rick Springfield. Working Class Dog. Red Hot & Blue Love.

When we talk it's a thriller, baby
It's like walking on a tightrope line
When we spark it's electric, baby
Like the crackle from a neon sign
What you doin', baby, come on over tonight
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We'll have the joint jumpin'
We'll be doin', doin', doin, alright

Red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)
Red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)
Whatever you're thinking of
You can do it, do it, do it
Well, red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)

Well, I've got it all planned on the other hand
If you like it like that
When we touch, there's a shock, baby
Like the static from a pylon
When we love I'm on a rocket, baby
Running up and down your nylons
What you doin', baby, come on over tonight
(Well, well, well)
We'll have the joint jumpin'
We'll be doin', doin', doin, alright

Red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)
Red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)
Whatever you're thinking of
You can do it, do it, do it
Well, red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)
Well I take it when I want it
And I really want it now
Red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)
Red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)
Whatever you're thinking of
You can do it, do it, do it
Well, red hot and blue love (Hot and blue love)
Well you know that I take it when I want it
And I want it tonight, tonight