Paroles:
Theile Johann Hot Hot Hot

for sale, yeah Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale [Spoken:] They're too hot

Fading into the Void and then I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone... They Said that Hell's not Hot They Said that Hell's not Hot I gave my Soul to someone

Children go to sleep Your mother's been workin' hard all week Doin' the dishes And breakin' off switches Sugar coated so sweet A feeling that goes so

Gourmet chopping knives to skin away all the hives between you and me. It's because of me and you. Still things are hectic and days drag away. This necktie

With her feets in the hall Hot tamales and they red hot Oh, she got 'em for sale Yes, she got 'em for sale, oh yeah Well, hot tamales and they red hot

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

for sale, I mean Yes she got 'em for sale, yeah Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale #They too hot, boy# Hot tamales and they red hot

for sale, yeah Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale [Spoken:] They're too hot

Gourmet chopping knives to skin away all the hives between you and me. It's because of me and you. Still things are hectic and days drag away. This necktie