El-creepo! Hot Little Temper
Crawling on your knees closer to me A slave in leather, foaming at the mouth And on the weekends you are weakened Waiting for me to make you feel alive
Transplant the heart attack The past is now a memory Swallow the desert sun And save it for a rainy day
Blowing kisses to the end of the world You're a dreamer, a sinner, unholy redeemer The fruit is rotting on the vine And momma's baby was always born to die
Transplant the heart attack The past is now a memory Swallow the desert sun And save it for a rainy day
You know, my love, that nothing lasts forever One last kiss now before we say goodbye
You've got a hot little temper. (x4)
Transplant the heart attack The past is now a memory Swallow the desert sun And save it for a rainy day
