Louisiana Hot Sauce Lyrics
Artist: Kevin Ray

Little Susanna, down in Louisiana
Pretty as she can be
All the boys want her, they even say she’s gonna
But she don’t want nobody but but me

Now I’m a lucky fellow, cause they all try to tell her
Girl you better leave him alone
But none of them can see what she sees in me
She loves me way down to the bone

She’ll sit around and tease them
Tell them she can please them
But I know that she’s taking me home

Chorus:
Well, well, well
She’s Louisiana hot sauce
Hotter than a fireball
Smoother than strawberry wine
She’s looking good as I’ve seen
Strollin’ in her tight jeans
Driving me out of my mind
Believe me there’s no other
That comes in up above her
She knocks me right down to my knees

Well I know I could never
Have her any better
She spins me like a washing machine
And every time I hold her, man I start to smolder
When she pours her lovin’ on me
She’s Louisiana hot sauce

Well, well, well
She’s Louisana hot sauce
Hotter than a fireball
Smoother than strawberry wine
She’s looking good as I’ve seen
Strolling in her tight jeans
Driving me out of my mind
Believe me there’s no other
That comes in up above her
She knocks me right down to my knees

I know I could never
Have her any better
She spins me like a washing machine
And every time I hold her, man I start to smolder
When she pours her loving on me

Well, well, well
She’s Louisana hot sauce
Hotter than a fireball
Smoother than strawberry wine
She’s looking good as I’ve seen
Strolling in her tight jeans
Man she’s driving me out of my mind
Belive me there’s no other
That comes in up above her
She knocks me right down to my knees

I know I could never
Have it any better
She spins me like a washing machine
And every time I hold her, man I start to smolder
When she pours her loving on me
She’s Louisiana hot sauce
Louisiana hot sauce!!

hot sauce, hot sauce! everything’s hotter with hot sauce!
it can make you wheeze, can make you sneeze!
can eat right through the skin on your knees!
the perfect cure for a case of the fleas –
just rub through your hair! — it’s hot sauce!

Found this song here.

Youth Gone Wild” Based on the performance by Skid Row
“I Grabbed The Hot Not Mild (The Hot sauce Song)” Parody by Roswell

(Oh yeah!)

Since I was hungry I started to look around
Wanted something tasty, but that’s hard in this town

But what happened next I was totally unprepared
My mouth never had a starting prayer

When I looked I had one chance in three
There was no lable, It didn’t have the brand
This is not what I had planned

Right then I lost my smile
started to get all riled
then became very hostile
I grabbed the hot not mild
Felt like I started to fall
Spit out the food onto the wall
towards my water started to crawl
I grabbed the hot not mild

I’m screaming, between the tears, get more water for me
But looks like it will be a while so I’ll just have to plea

I said “Hey Juan, I need a pitcher, here’s some dough.
Please! fill it up it fast man, not to slow!”

When I looked I had one chance in three
I still love Mexican food there is no doubt
But that damn hot suace, I can do without

Right then I lost my smile
started to get all riled
then became very hostile
I grabbed the hot not mild
Felt like I started to fall
Spit out the food onto the wall
towards my water started to crawl
I grabbed the hot not mild

Should’ve grabbed the mild!

Right then I lost my smile
started to get all riled
then became very hostile
I grabbed the hot not mild
Felt like I started to fall
Spit out the food onto the wall
towards my water started to crawl
I grabbed the hot not mild

Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa!
I grabbed the hot not mild

Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa!
I grabbed the hot not mild

Yeah! (Yeah!) Yeah!
I grabbed the hot not mild

Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa!
I grabbed the hot not mild