Tabasco & Sweet Tea

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 mamaw 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 onе hell of a concoction for me She Tabasco and sweet tеa Yeah, well she's spicy like that jerky got from Buc-ee's down in Texas So delightful like that coconut a-hanging in my Lexus Not that new car smell, I'm talkin' Tropicana, yeah 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, yeah (ever, ever, ever, ever) 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 mamaw 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 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 mamaw 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 You better stop that girl