Hooked On Chili

You're tossed by the lips of my lover
Don't worry, she's just out of control
In the store your top looked a little bigger, it's alright
I like you raw, I like to thrawl, I like you to grumble
Hey, what's that mess on your breast?
A girl walks in and asks 'What's this flirting?'
Don't get angry, I'm merely hooked on chili

Hey friend, your sunny boots are singing
Red and green skirts are made to flirt
Your legs are all filled with stuffing, you're so fine
On my wall hangs a Japanese carving
Still it never seems to match your fame
Swollen veins on my forehead, I'm sweating
I'm merely hooked on chili

I'm tired of this living, I want to go back to Peru
Can't you find love and respect in your heart, don't be so cruel
I won't turn my face away, I know you love the way I cry

I'm dreaming
You're dreaming of me

I'm leaving
No, you'll end in my soup

Hey girl, your sunny boots are still singing
Red and green skirts I like them to flirt
Screaming hot pearls on my forehead, I'm sweating
I'm merely hooked on chili

I'm sweating baby
Don't get angry honey
I'm just hooked on chili

I like it raw. I like it in soup
I like it in stew. I like it cooked
I like it boiled

Have you ever tried chili chili vodka?
It's very, very simple, you just put the chili in the vodka
And leave it there for a few days
And hopefully your night, hopefully your night will be alright