Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

Heat It Up


Heat it up just a little more
Break yourself free from another chore
Heat it up just a little more
Won’t you make peace with the boy next door?

We just broke the cable and are free to swing
Let's leave it there
I can see what you’ve been reaping
Gonna get your share

Gonna get your share
‘Cause fair is fair
Gonna get your share


What you got stashed there in your drawers
Itching to jump out?
A kind of cash that cures the poor
Without a doubt

Without a doubt
So let it out
So let it out


Heat it up just a little more
Break yourself free from another chore
Heat it up just a little more
Won’t you make peace with the boy next door?


The evening’s growing deeper and the wine is sweet
Set yourself on down
Once you see it, it’s no secret
Our time is now

Our time is now
Our time is now
Our time is now



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