Louisiana Hot Sauce (Re-Recorded) - Sammy Kershaw

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

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

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

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

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, Louisiana hot sauce