Hot Ones

Starts low, The Classic taste
Before you get, red faced
Hot wings, hotter questions
Burning lips, and indigestion

You think you're tough, and then you cry
Steve-o poured it in his eye
The more you eat, the more you learn
Da Bomb is where, you start to burn

First we feast and then we run
Everyone knows that its not fun
Last dab, as hot as the sun
Hot ones baby c'mon

Wall of shame, hide your face
Less than ten, what a disgrace
A reputation you can never erase
Hot Ones baby c'mon

You start to drool, you start to sweat
As you suffer and regret
Next time, you'll want to go
Visit Alvin on the Burger Show

Scotch Bonnet, Habaneros
If you scream, They add an echo
Ten up, and ten down
Now you're the mayor of peppertown

First we feast and then we run
Everyone knows that its not fun
Last dab, as hot as the sun
Hot ones baby c'mon

Wall of shame, hide your face
Less than ten, what a disgrace
A reputation you can never erase
Hot Ones baby c'mon

First we feast and then we run
Everyone knows that its not fun
Last dab, as hot as the sun
Hot ones baby c'mon

Wall of shame, hide your face
Less than ten, what a disgrace
A reputation you can never erase
Hot Ones baby c'mon



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Galander-apelt
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