Bob Wier interview

[M.O.B.E]

Bob Weir on the Grateful Dead

The once and future Dead rhythm guitarist on the iconic band's deep vaults

By Alan Light, Special for MSN Music

[MarcO]

Hot lover, turn up the heat

I want your sugar, girl your love tastes so sweet

I feel a fire burnin' under me

I've got a hunger that you love's gotta feed

You make me sweat, you turn me 'round

You get me up, you never let me down

You make me rock hard, baby all night

Love's like a glove and it fits just rights

You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight

Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night

I'm under a physical spell

I'm a prisoner and your love is my cell

Once I get started I can't stop

I can't cool down 'cause this love is so hot

You make me sweat, you turn me 'round

You get me up, you never let me down

You make me rock hard, baby all night

Love's like a glove and it fits just right

You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight

Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night

You make me sweat, you turn me 'round

You get me up, you never let me down

You make me rock hard, baby all night

Love's like a glove and it fits just right

You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight

Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby let's

Rock hard, baby all night

Love's like a glove and it fits just right

You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight

Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night

All night, all night, yeah, all night, hey

You make me rock hard, baby all night

Love's like a glove and it fits just right

You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight

Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby let's

Rock hard, baby all night

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