Lyr Req: Reilly and Maloney--Too hot to move

Subject: Reilly and Maloney--Too hot to move
From: CamiSu
Date: 07 Jul 02 - 11:09 PM

It was very hot last week and brought to mind the lyrics

It's too hot to move. I sweat sitting still.
I'm too sad to lose and I'm a losing my will,
And I swore to myself I'd never be this sad again.

Can anyone finish this out for me, (and correct any mistakes)? I'd also like to know which album it is on. I looked in the Digitrad but found nothing. (Not too surprising, as it is copyrighted).

I would have posted this then but it was too darn hot!

CamiSu

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Reilly and Maloney--Too hot to move
From: Sorcha
Date: 07 Jul 02 - 11:26 PM

Found it--it's here, with chords. I'll paste tomorrow if nobody else does......

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Reilly and Maloney--Too hot to move
From: CamiSu
Date: 07 Jul 02 - 11:29 PM

Thank you Sorcha!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Reilly and Maloney--Too hot to move
From: Mrrzy
Date: 08 Jul 02 - 02:27 PM

Or, in keeping with the thread, is that SCORCHa?

Subject: Lyr Add: NO MOUNTAINS IN THE STATE OF KANSAS
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 11 Jul 02 - 09:07 AM

Copied from http://shred.guitar.net/OLGA/chordpro/r/Reilly.And.Malony/NoMountainsInTheStateOfKansas.chopro?str=Reilly.And.Malony&page=1

NO MOUNTAINS IN THE STATE OF KANSAS
(Performed by Reilly & Maloney)

         C                                       F
  CHO: There ain't no mountains in the state of Kansas.
                  G                     C
  There ain't no catfish in the desert sand.
                                     F
  There ain't no light babe in your sad eyes.
                  G                           C
  There ain't no love in your heart for this man.    

   C
  Well, maybe yes, maybe no.
  F
  I ask you if you wanta, but you don't want to go.
              G                                     C
  You've got something else to do and it ain't with me.
   C
  You've got one on the stove while I'm on the line.
  F
  I ask you for a minute but you ain't got the time.
              G                                       C
  You've got something else cookin' and it ain't with me. CHO.

Now I can go fifty in a twenty-mile zone,
And I can let the cop chase me all the way home,
And I can talk my way out of a ticket before I'm through.
I can drink myself silly 'til I'm out on the floor.
I wake up in the morning and I drink some more.
Well, I can do all of this, but I can't get a yes outa you. CHO.

Now it's too hot to move. You sweat sittin' still.
I'm too sad to lose, and I'm losing my will,
And I swear to myself I'll never be this sad again.
Ah, but what the hell, I'll take the loss.
Love was the ticket. This pain was the cost.
It's not as easy as you think to be just friends.
I said it's not as easy as you think to be just friends. CHO.

  C               G                           A
  There ain't no love in your heart for this man.