Tabasco & Sweet Tea - The Cadillac Three

Every kiss a hundred thousand degrees

Burn it up, burn it up, weak in the knees

That good heat, mm, yeah

Every touch, ice cream

I’m talkin' Blue Bell, hot fudge you know what I mean

That good sweet, mm, oh

She’s hotter than Tabasco

I’m talkin' barefoot black top down in Daytona

Such a Southern little sizzle you could fry an egg on her

Well, she’s sweeter than the sweet tea

That mama made, straight sugar water

Makes me wanna lay her down and put some sugar on her

When God made my baby, well, he must’ve been a rockin'

That bartender upstairs made one hell of a concoction for me

She Tabasco and sweet tea

Yeah, well she’s spicy like that jerky got from Bucky’s down in Texas

So delightful like that coconut-a-hanging in my Lexus

Not that new car smell, I’m talkin' Tropicana

She got a mean little temper like a pitbull on a chain

But when she loves, she loves like that sugar cane

And I can tell this shit is forever (Ever, ever, ever, ever)

She’s hotter than Tabasco

I’m talkin' barefoot black top down in Daytona

Such a Southern little sizzle you could fry an egg on her

Well, she’s sweeter than the sweet tea

That mama made, straight sugar water

Makes me wanna lay her down and put some sugar on her

When God made my baby, well, he must’ve been a rockin'

That bartender upstairs made one hell of a concoction for me

She Tabasco and sweet tea

Ooh (Ayy), ooh (Ayy), ooh (Ayy), ooh (Ayy)

Ooh (Ayy), ooh (Ayy), ooh (Ayy), ooh (Ayy)

Oh, yeah

She’s hotter than Tabasco

I’m talkin' barefoot black top down in Daytona

Such a Southern little sizzle you could fry an egg on her

Well, she’s sweeter than the sweet tea

That mama made, straight sugar water

Makes me wanna lay her down and put some sugar on her

When God made my baby, well, he must’ve been a rockin'

That bartender upstairs made one hell of a concoction for me

She Tabasco and sweet tea