Story Behind The Song
The sheet had a flower print, which made me think of a flour tortilla and my girlfriend wrapped up like a spicy breakfast burrito.
Song Description
A hot night in the tropics relates Mexican food with a sexy woman.
| Song Length |
3:34 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Blues - Country |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Relaxed |
| Subject |
Body/Bodies, General |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Hot tamale, Hot tamale.
You're my breakfast burrito and my salsa picante.
Go to sleep in the heat, yes, I go to sleep in the heat.
I wake up the next morning wrapped up in a flower tortilla sheet.
I lay there dripping with sweat.
Noisy fan circles round, I haven't felt a thing yet.
About three o'clock A.M., Malaysian standard time felt a chill float through the air, sent shivers up and down my spine.
Reached for the covers, but they weren't there,
and I couldn't escape the wicked coolness in the air.
Rolled up in the sheet, it was all that I could do,
and I ended up rolling right over onto you.
Look out.
Oh baby, look out for me.
You're my breakfast burrito, wrapped up tight, you can see.
Hot tamale. You're my breakfast burrito, baby, and my salsa picante.