Story Behind The Song

About a very hot, spicy girl I love!

Lyrics

Hot Tamale

I like hot sauce on my tacos
I like Tabasco on my eggs
I like wasabi with my sushi
I like the way you cross your legs

I find your walk intoxicating
I get a rush when you come near
I like to watch you in the mirror
I like the way you swing your hips

Your eyes are pools that draw me in
Your smile is like sunshine
I love to hear your voice
And your titties are divine
Your lovely little earlobes
Send shivers up my spine
I'd like to nibble on them
If you think we have the time

Your lips are just like Red Hots
They're spicy and they're sweet
Every time I kiss them
My whole body feels the heat!

I like the way you move your body
I like the way you wear your hair
I like it when we hang together
I like your g-string underwear

Your eyes are pools that draw me in
Your smile is like sunshine
I love to hear your voice
And your titties are divine
Your lovely little earlobes
Send shivers up my spine
Each time I see you, baby
I'm sure glad that you are mine

I like the way you do the dishes
I like the way you watch TV
I like to watch you when you're sleeping
I like to watch you when you pee

I like the way you drink your coffee
I like the way you strut your stuff
I like you when you're sad or happy
Of you I never get enough

Your eyes are pools that draw me in
Your smile is like sunshine
I love to hear your voice
And your titties are divine
Your lovely little earlobes
Send shivers up my spine
I wanna grab and squeeze you
'Cause you look so very fine

I like it when you take your clothes off
I like it when you wash your car
I like it when you hug and kiss me
I like you just the way you are

I like to know you're safe and happy
I love to see your lovely face
I love to see you with your kitties
I love the way you fill my space

Your eyes are pools that draw me in
Your smile is like sunshine
I love to hear your voice
And your titties are divine
Your lovely little earlobes
Send shivers up my spine
Come on, let me kiss you
I'm so grateful that you're mine

I love the way you're always lugging
That big old purse full of your junk
I love the way that you cheer me
When I'm lost down in a funk

I love the way you put on make-up
I love the way you tie your shoes
I love to watch you in the morning
I'm trying to tell you I love you