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Hot Chocolate
music by J. R. Rothrock
When God made man, I believe he built men for strength. When he made woman, I think He really focused on both strength and beauty. I am not sure what beings from other galaxies appreciate, whether there are male and female species, but I like things simple. Having two teams is hard enough to keep track of! What I have learned, though, is that "pretty" comes in all shapes, sizes, and hues. I also understand that external beauty fades, so unless that beauty runs deep, the light will fade as time passes.
"Hot Chocolate" is a smooth, playful look back at the younger years, when beauty could stop you cold from across a crowded room. Set inside a glowing bar lined with pretty faces, the song follows one unforgettable moment-a stunning dark-skinned woman leaning back with quiet confidence, locking eyes from the far end of the bar.
Beneath the fun and attraction, the song carries a deeper truth: outward beauty can fade with time, so the light inside a person matters most. Still, in theose younger days, we often first notice the spark on the surface before discovering what runs underneath. "Hot Chocolate" captures that mix of desire, admiration, innocence, and reflection with a warm, soulful, sexy vibe and an appreciation for beauty that feels rare and unforgettable.
Hot Chocolate words & music 5/21/26
I was sitting at home…just crying the blues…
… when my best friend called said,” I been your shoes!”
We’re going downtown, and I don’t know her name…
… but there’s a lady out there, get ya back in the game!
Sooner than soon, he pulled up to my door…
… tossed me into the car, pushed the gas to the floor.
Next thing I know, neon colored the night.
We walked through a door and oh what a sight!
Sitting there at the bar were a dozen hot dames…
Each hotter than hot, but to me, all the same.
When all of a sudden, there appeared through the haze…
… from the shadows and smoke, an astonishing gaze!
Tunnel vision set in, when all I could see…
… were the softest brown eyes smiling directly at me.
That’s all I remember--- blues faded away.
I don’t know what she had, but all I could say was…
Hot Chocolate!
Umm… Hot Chocolate!
Now you may wanna ask, how it went on the night…
… when a right that was wrong, turned back into a right.
A true gentleman ought never talk,
… but we got outta that place and we went for a walk…
The walk never ended, it was not what I planned…
… but my cups overflowing, and I’m still holding her hand…
Hot Chocolate!!!