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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Flansburgh
Vocals
John Linnell
Vocals
Alan Bezozi
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Flansburgh
Songwriter
John Linnell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
They Might Be Giants
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Katherine Miller
Assistant Recording Engineer
Patrick Dillett
Assistant Recording Engineer
Paul Argelli
Additional Engineer
Roger Moutenot
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Hot Cha, where are you? Everybody's eyes are closed
I can't see why I miss you so, so Hot Cha, where are you?
First time Hot Cha went away, a floating island was his home
Then the phone rang off the hook, and Hot Cha had to come back home
Hot Cha, where are you? Everybody's eyes are closed
I can't see why I miss you so, so Hot Cha, where are you?
Second time he went away, left the bathtub running over
Stereo on and cooking bacon, never came back to tell us why
If that honey would come back, we would throw such a party
Drink and cook the prodigal son, fondue forks for everybody
Hot Cha, where are you? Everybody's eyes are closed
I can't see why I miss you so, so Hot Cha, where are you?
Writer(s): John Flansburgh, John Linnell
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