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.