Red Hot Chili Peppers - Blood Sugar Sex Magik Lyrics
The Power Of Equality
I've got a soul
That can not sleep
At night when something
Just ain't right
Blood red
But without sight
Exploding egos
In the night
Mix like sticks
Of dynamite
Red black or white
This is my fight
Come on courage
Let's be heard
Turn feelings
Into words
American equality
Has always been sour
An attitude
I would like to devour
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
The power of equality
Is not yet what it ought to be
It fills me up like a hollow tree
The power of equality
Right or wrong
My song is strong
You don't like it
Get along
Say what I want
Do what I can
Death to the message
Of the Ku Klux Klan
I don't buy supremacy
Media chief
You menance me
The people you say
Cause all the crime
Wake up motherf*cker
And smell the slime
Blackest anger
Whitest fear
Can you hear me
Am I clear
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
I've got tapes
I've got c.d.'s
I've got my Public Enemy
My lilly white ass
Is tickled pink
When I listen to the music
That makes me think
Not another
Motherf*ckin' politician
Doin' nothin' but something
For his own ambition
Never touch
The sound we make
Soul sacred love
Vows that we take
To create straight
What is true
Yo he's with me
And what I do
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
[Chorus]
Madder than a motherf*cker
Lick my finger
Can't forget
'Cause the memory lingers
Count 'em off quick
Little piccadilly sickness
Take me to the hick
Eat my thickness
I've got a welt
From the Bible belt
Dealing with the hand
That I've been dealt
Sitting in the grip
Of a killing fist
Giving up blood
Just to exist
Rub me wrong
And I get pissed
No I can not
Get to this
People in pain
I do not dig it
Change of brain
For Mr. Bigot
Little brother do you hear me
Have a heart oh come get near me
Misery is not my friend
But I'll break before I bend
What I see is insanity
Whatever happened to humanity
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN ANTHONY FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
If You Have To Ask
A wanna be gangster
Thinkin' he's a wise guy
Rob another bank
He's a sock 'em in the eye guy
Tank head
Mr. Bonnie and Clyde guy
Look him the eye
He's not my kinda guy
Never be
Confusion proof
Pudding's sweet
But too aloof
Orange eye girl
With a backslide dew said
Yo homie
Who you talkin' to
A backed up paddywagon
Mackin' on a cat's ass
One upper cut
To the cold upper middle class
Born to storm
On boredom's face
And a little lust
To the f*cky ass flea bass
Most in the race
Just lose their grace
The blackest hole
In all of space
Crooked as a hooker
Now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna come get some
[Chorus]
If you have to ask
You'll never know
Funky motherf*ckers
Will not be told to go
Don't ask me why
I'm flyin' so high
Mr. Bubble meets superfly
In my third eye
Searchin' for a soul bride
She's my freakette
Soak it up inside
Deeper than a secret
Much more
Than meets the eye
To the funk
I fall into my new ride
My hand my hand
Magic on the one
Is a medicine man
Thinkin' of a few
Taboos that I ought to kill
Dancin' on their face
Like a stage on vaudeville
I feel so good
Can't be understood
Booty of a hoodlum
Rockin' my red hood
[Chorus]
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN ANTHONY FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Breaking The Girl
I am a man cut from the know
Rarely do friends come and then go
She was a girl, soft but estranged
We were the two, our lives rearranged
Feeling so good that day
A feeling of love that day
Twisting and turning, your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
(She meant you no harm)
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
(He loves no one else)
Raised by my dad, girl of the day
He was my man, that was the way
She was the girl, left alone
Feeling the need to make me her home
I don't know what, when or why
The twilight of love had arrived
Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
(She meant you no harm)
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
(He loves no one else)
Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
(She meant you no harm)
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
(He loves no one else)
Writer: Michael Balzary, John Anthony Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Funky Monks
There are no monks in my band
There are no saints in this land
I'll be doin' all I can
If I die an honest man
Confusion is my middle name
Ask me again I'll tell you the same
Persuaded by one sexy dame
No I do not feel no shame
[Chorus]
You are on the road
Can I get a little lovin' from you
Can I get a little bit of that done did do
You are on the road
Tell me now girl that you need me too
Tell me now girl cause I've got a feeling 4 you
Every man has certain needs
Talkin' 'bout them dirty deeds
To these needs I must concede
Livin' by my lowly creed
Woman please know that I'm good
Know that I did all I could
But yes it's true likelihood
Of being great is not so good
[Chorus]
There are no monks in my band
There are no saints in this land
I'll be doin' all I can
If I die an honest man
Virtue slipped into my shoe
No I will not misconstrue
More rockin' more rockin' now doobley do
Dancin' down your avenue
[Chorus]
Writer: Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith, John Frusciante, Michael 'Flea' Balzary
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Suck My Kiss
And I'm sailin'
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Hit me!
Shoulda been, coulda been, woulda been dead
If I didn't get the message goin' to my head
I am what I am
Most motherf*ckers don't give a damn
Oh, baby, think you can
Be my girl, I'll be your man
Someone full of fun do me 'til I'm well done
Little Bo Peep cummin' from my stun gun
Beware, take care
Most motherf*ckers have a cold ass stare
Oh, baby, please be there
Suck my kiss, cut me my share
Hit me, you can't hurt me, suck my kiss
Kiss me, please pervert me, stick with this
Is she talking dirty?
Give to me sweet sacred bliss, your mouth was made to suck my kiss
Look at me, can't you see, all I really want to be
Is free from a world that hurts me
I need relief
Do you want me, girl, to be your thief?
Oh, baby, just for you
I'd steal anything that you want me to
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Chicka chicka dee, do me like a banshee
Low brow is how
Swimming in the sound of bow-wow-wow
Oh, baby, do me now
Do me here, I do allow
Hit me, you can't hurt me, suck my kiss
Kiss me, please pervert me, stick with this
Is she gonna curtsy?
Give to me sweet sacred bliss, that mouth was made to
Shoulda been, coulda been, woulda been dead
If I didn't get the message goin' to my head
I am what I am
Most motherf*ckers don't give a damn
Oh, baby, think you can
Be my girl, I'll be your man
Someone full of fun do me 'til I'm well done
Little Bo Peep cummin' from my stun gun
Beware, take care
Most motherf*ckers have a cold ass stare
Oh, baby, please be there
Suck my kiss, cut me my share
Hit me, you can't hurt me, suck my kiss
Kiss me, please pervert me, stick with this
Is she talking dirty?
Give to me sweet sacred bliss, that mouth was made to suck my kiss
Writer: Michael Balzary, John Anthony Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
I Could Have Lied
There must be something
In the way I feel
That she don't want me to feel
The stare she bares cut me
I don't care
You see so what if I bleed
I could never change
Just what I feel
My face will never show
What is not real
A mountain never seems to have
The need to speak
A look that shares so many seek
The sweetest feeling
I got from you
The things I said to you were true
I could never change
Just what I feel
My face will never show
What is not real
[Chorus]
I could have lied I'm such a fool
My eyes could never never never
Keep their cool
Showed her and I told her how
She struck me but I'm f*cked up now
But now she's gone yes she's gone away
A soulful song
That would not stay
You see she hides 'cause she is scared
But I don't care
I won't be spared
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Writer: Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith, Michael Balzary, John Frusciante
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Mellowship Slinky In B Major
I've got a mellowship, I've got a fellowship
I've got a nonstop "yo swan" hello chip
Born to adore the big bad bison
Thunderstorm and a man like Tyson
Popcorn peanuts lookin' at big butts
No I can not keep my mouth shut
Rockin' to the beat of the fabulous forum
My Lakers I adore 'em
Blush my lady when I tell her
The I do indeed love to smell her
Sopping wet your pink umbrella
Do the dog with Isabella
I'm so in love yes with an artist
Imagination, he's the smartest
Robert Williams, stroke and splatter
I attest to your gray matter
Living kings how true it rings
These are just a few of my favorite things
Good God where's my sleigh
Good God playing for days
Good God any day now
Good God take me away
Good God purple haze
Good God the baddest of brains
Good God anyday now
Good God ridin' my sleigh now
Being that I'm the duke of my domain
My hat goes off to Mark Twain
Singing a song about what true men don't do
Killing another creature that's kind of blue
Writing about the world of the wild coyote
Good man Truman Copote
Talking about my throughts 'cuase they must grow
Cock my brain to shoot my load
I'm on the porch 'cause I lost my housekey
Pick up my book I read Bukowski
Can I get another kiss from you
Kiss me right here on my tattoo
[repeat 1st half of Good God section]
Good God DeNiro's insane
Good God rackin' my brain
Good God anyday now
Good God take me away now take me away
Me my friends and the sex machine
Do unto others like my brother Bean
I know you've got a mother
So give her a hug
I know you've got a mother
With a whole lot of love
Billy sings and Basie swings
These are just a few of my favorite things
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN ANTHONY FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
The Righteous & The Wicked
I can't rest in war
Will you be my friend?
Dark ages never change
Well, I can't comprehend
Kiss me, we self destruct
Can you hear me, Lord?
Yes, I think we're f*cked
But I can't rest in war
Righteous and the wicked
Are the war and peace
The righteous and the wicked
War and peace
The killing fist of the human beast
P.O.P., prodigies of peace
Hear me when I'm calling you
From my knees
I am playing for a better day
Playing for a better day, anyway
Oh yeah, I'm playing for a better day
Holy Mother Earth
Crying into space
Tears on her pretty face
I thought she had been raped
Killing your future blood
Fill her with disease
Global abortion pleas
That is what she needs
Righteous and the wicked
Are the war and peace
The righteous and the wicked
War and peace
The killing fist of the human beast
P.O.P., prodigies of peace
Hear me when I'm calling you
From my knees
And I am playing for a better day
Oh yeah, playing for a better day
Anyway
Are we fire flies
Flashing in the night?
Big thunder rumble fish
But did you get it right?
Headstrong 'bout this song
Exploding souls, be gone
Marvin Gaye, my love
Where did we go wrong?
Righteous and the wicked
Are the war and peace
The righteous and the wicked
War and peace
The killing fist of the human beast
P.O.P., prodigies of peace
Hear me when I'm calling you
From my knees
Well, I am playing for a better day
Writer: Chad Gaylord Smith, Anthony Kiedis, John Anthony Frusciante, Michael Peter Balzary
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Give It Away
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling, don't stop, continue
I realize I don't wanna be a miser
Confide with sly you'll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin' upriser
How come everybody wanna keep it like the Kaiser?
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
I can't tell if I'm a kingpin or a pauper
Greedy little people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes"
Low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies or the hoosegow
Get smart, get down with the pow wow
Never been a better time than right now
Bob Marley, poet and a prophet
Bob Marley, taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin' like he talk it
Goodness me, can't you see I'm gonna cough it?
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Oh, oh yeah
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
I can't tell if I'm a kingpin or a pauper
Lucky me swimmin' in my ability
Dancin' down on life with agility
Come and drink it up from my fertility
Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility
My mom, I love her 'cause she love me
Long gone are the times when she scrub me
Feelin' good, my brother gonna hug me
Drinkin' my juice, young love chug-a-lug me
Ah, there's a river born to be a giver
Keep you warm won't let you shiver
His heart is never gonna wither
Come on, everybody, time to deliver
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
I can't tell if I'm a kingpin or a pauper
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling, don't stop, continue
I realize I don't wanna be a miser
Confide with sly you'll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin' upriser
How come everybody wanna keep it like the Kaiser?
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Writer: Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith, Michael 'Flea' Balzary, John Frusciante
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Blood Sugar Sex Magik
Blood sugar sucker fish
In my dish
How many pieces
Do you wish
Step into a heaven
Where I keep it on the soul side
Girl please me
Be my soul bride
Every women
Has a piece of aphrodite
Copulate to create
A state of sexual light
Kissing her virginity
My affinity
I mingle with the gods
I mingle with divinity
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Glorious euphoria
Is my must
Erotic shock
Is a function of lust
Temporarily blind
Dimensions to discover
In time
Each into the other
Uncontrollable notes
From her snowwhite throat
Fill a space
In which two bodies float
Operatic by voice
A fanatic by choice
Aromatic is the flower
She must be moist
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN ANTHONY FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Under The Bridge
Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel like my only friend
Is the city I live in, the city of angels
Lonely as I am, together we cry
I drive on her streets 'cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills 'cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds and she kisses me windy
Well, I never worry, now that is a lie
I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard to believe that there's nobody out there
It's hard to believe that I'm all alone
At least I have her love, the city, she loves me
Lonely as I am, together we cry
I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, no, no-no, yeah, yeah
Love me, I say, yeah yeah
One time
(Under the bridge downtown)
Is where I drew some blood
(Under the bridge downtown)
I could not get enough
(Under the bridge downtown)
Forgot about my love
(Under the bridge downtown)
I gave my life away
Yeah, yeah
Oh, no, no-no-no, yeah, yeah
Oh, no, I said, oh, yeah, yeah
Where I stay
Writer: Michael Peter Balzary, John Anthony Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Gaylord Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Naked In The Rain
Standin' on the corner of civilization
There's a time there's a place for me
In a world where I can't be found
Cold and mean people give me the creeps
Going to the jungle where the elephant roams
Got to get away gonna make it my home
Losing my taste for the human race
Social grace is a waste of time
It's absurd when I look around
So sublime that we blow my mind
Naked in the rain with a killer whale
I can taste the salt when I lick his tail
[Chorus]
Naked in the rain
Doctor Doolittle what's your secret
Give it to me doctor
Don't keep it
I never met an animal that I didn't like
You can come to me I won't bite
Don't you know dog is man's best friend
There is some love that you can't fight
Naked in the rain with black tattoos
Runnin' through the woods laughin' @ the blues
[Chorus]
Listen to the talking heart in my chest
With this gift good Lord I am blessed
There's a lump and it's in my throat
I'm in love with the wilderness
Naked in the river skinny dippin' my way
In the waterfall I just wanna play
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN ANTHONY FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Apache Rose Peacock
Sittin' on a sack of beans
Sittin' down in New Orleans
You wouldn't believe what I've seen
Sitting on that sack of beans
Lunatics on pogo sticks
Another southern fried freak on a crucifix
Hicks don't mix with politics
People on the street just kickin' to the licks
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee (MI.)
Mentally or physically
I want to be in New Orleans
Oh good brother just when I thought
That I had seen it all
My eyes popped out, my dick got hard
And I dropped my jaw
I saw a bird walkin down the block
Name Apache Rose Peacock
I could not speak I was in shock
I told my knees to please not knock
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee (MI.)
Mentally or physically
I want to be in New Orleans
A little boy came along
Name of Louis Armstrong
Said that girl who left me silly
She liked the looks of me and my willy
So I found her in the quarter
Good God how I adored her
Oh she made me feel so cozy
When she told me I could call her Rosey
I kiss your hair your skin so bare
I'll take you with me girl anywhere (MII)
You fare well in stormy weather
I never met a girl that I liked better
Twinkle twinkle little star
Shining down on my blue car
Drivin' down the boulevard
She was soft and I was hard
Apache Rose gotta rockin' peacock
Hottest ass on the goddamn block
Rockin' to the beat of the funky ass meters
She has one of those built in heaters
I kiss your hair your skin so bare
I'll take you with me girl anywhere (MII)
You fare well in stormy weather
I never met a girl that I liked better
Voodoo gurus casting their spells
Cockatoo drag queens shakin' their bells
Silver sound escapes the trumpet
Watch your leg someone might hump it
Chicken strut your butt let's rock
Gettin' it on under your frock
Flowing like a flame all through the night
My girl's insane but it's alright
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee (MI.)
Mentally or physically
I want to be in New Orleans
Writer: Michael Balzary, John Anthony Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
The Greeting Song
Drivin' around I've got my baby and my top down
Mary-go-round I ride you for my love
Throwin' me down in the backseat underground
I'm on the mound I make it for my love
Who, you talking to, talk to me you
Sound of music
Makin' my way I brake another L.A. day
Time in the town I need it for my love
TTY Monitor: You have 05 minutes to log out
My Chevrolet rollin' to another play day
This is the sound I listen for my love
Who, you talking to, talk to me you
Sound of music
I love you swim through me
Good feelings come to me
Sought and I found a life of makin my bloodsound
Do anything for the one I love
Something profound the face of God is in sensoround
I'm on the mound I make it for my love
I love you swim through me
Good feelings come to me
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN ANTHONY FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
My Lovely Man
I used to shout
Across the room to you
And you'd come dancin'
Like a fool
Shuffle step
You funky mother
Come to me
All warm as covers
Rest with me
My lovely brother
For you see
There is no other
Memory so sad and sweet
I'll see you soon
Save me a seat
Well I'm cryin'
Now my lovely man
Yes I'm cryin'
Now and no one can
Ever fill the
The hole you left my man
I'll see you later
My lovely man if I can
In my room
I'm all alone
Waiting for you
To get home
Listen to Roberta Flack
But I know you won't come back
Well I'm cryin'
Now my lovely man
I'll see you later
My lovely man if I can
Just in case
You never knew
I miss you slim
I love you too
See my heart
It's black and blue
When I die
I will find you
Well I'm cryin'
Now my lovely man
Yes I'm cryin'
Now and no one can
Ever fill the
The hole you left my man
I'll see you later
My lovely man if I can
Writer: Michael Balzary, John Anthony Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Sir Psycho Sexy
A long, long, long, long time ago
Before the wind, before the snow
Lived a man, lived a man I know
Lived a freak of nature named Sir Psycho
Sir Psycho Sexy that is me
Sometimes I find I need to scream
He's a freak of nature
But we love him so
He's a freak of nature
But we let him go
Deep inside the garden of Eden
Standing there with my hard on bleedin'
Theres a devil in my dick and some demons in my semen
Good God no that would be treason
Believe me Eve she gave good reason
Botty looking too good not to be squeezin'
Creamy beaver hotter than a fever
I'm a givin' 'cause she's the reciever
I won't and I don't hang up until I please her
Makin' her feel like an over achiever
I take it away for a minute just to tease her
Then I give it back a little bit deeper
[Chorus]
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man that I met 1 time
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man that left me blind
Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea he's the man he's the man he's the man
He's a freak of nature
But we love him so
He's a freak of nature
But we let him go
I got stopped by a lady cop
In my automobile
She said get out and spead your legs
And then she tried to cop a feel
That cop she was all dressed in blue
Was she pretty? Boy I'm tellin' you
She stuck my butt with her big black stick
I said "what's up?" now suck my dick
Like a ram getting ready to jam the lamb
She whimpered just a little when she felt my hand
On her crotch so very warm
I could feel her getting wet through her uniform
Proppin' her up on the black and white
Unzipped and slipped "ooo that's tight"
I swatted her like no swat team can
Turned a cherry pie right into jam
[Chorus]
Hello young woman that I love
Pretty punk rock mamma that I'm thinking of
Hold me naked if you will
In your arms in your legs in your pussy I'd kill
To be with you, to kiss with you, I do miss you
I love you
Lay me down ....
Descending waves of graceful pleasure
For your love there is no measure
Her curves they bend with subtle splendor
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the funk will make me freak
If I should die before I waked
Allow me Lord to rock out naked
Bored by the ordinary time to take a trip
Calling up a little girl with a bull whip
Lickety split go snap "snap"
Girl gettin' off all in my lap
The tallest tree the sweetest sap
Blowin' my ass right off the map
Ooo and it's nice out here
I think I'll stay for a while
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN ANTHONY FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Theyre Red Hot
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Yeah, she got 'em for sale, hey
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Oh, she got 'em for sale
I got a girl, say she long and tall
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Oh, she got 'em for sale
And she got 'em for sale, oh yeah well
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Yeah, she got 'em for sale, uh-huh
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Yeah, she got 'em for sale
You know the monkey, now the baboon playing in the grass
Well, the monkey stuck his finger in that ol' "good gulf gas", now hey
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Oh, she got 'em for sale, I mean um
And she got 'em for sale, oh yeah well
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Yeah, she got 'em for sale, oh-well
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Oh, she got 'em for sale
She got two for a nickel, four for a dime
Would sell you more, but they ain't none of mine, so, hey
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Well, she got 'em for sale, I mean um
And she got 'em for sale, oh yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Oh, she got 'em for sale, yeah, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Oh, she got 'em for sale
I'm gonna upset your backbone, put your kidneys to sleep
I'll due to break 'way your liver and dare your heart to beat 'bout my, hey
Hot tamales and they're red hot
Well, she got 'em for sale, I mean yeah
And she got 'em for sale, oh yeah
Writer: Robert Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY