Hot Little Temper - El Creepo

Crawling on your knees closer to me Asleep in leather, foaming at the mouth

It only weakens you all weekend

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 little?

dealer?

The fruit is rotting on the vine

And mama’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

You’ve got a hot little temper

You’ve got a hot little temper

You’ve got a hot little temper

Transplant the heart attack, the past is now a memory

Swallow the desert sun and save it for a rainy day