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 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 'em, tell 'em she can please 'em but I know that she's taking me home
Well well well, she's Louisiana Hot Sauce, hotter than a fireball, smoother than strawberry wine
She's lookin' good as I've seen, strollin' in her tight jeans, drivin' 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 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 lovin' on me
She's Louisiana Hot Sauce
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