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 run back home.   Second time he ran 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