Hot on My Tail

On my tail (on my tail), on my tail (on my tail)

On my, hot on my tail

My body couldn't handle it, I couldn't hold it in

I was rendered powerless, I couldn't do a thing

Beans in rich tomato sauce, familiar and tinned

The rest of that long fateful night is written on the wind

I took my partner by the hand, and led her up the stairs

We heard a fridge door opening, it caught us unawares

The colour left my lover's face, she looked nauseous and pale

'Cause there was something sinister, hot on my tail

Hot on my tail

Hot on my tail

I'm sorry, everybody

But I've got something hot on my tail

It was a tough one to deny, but I remained tight-lipped

It sounded like a backpack being unzipped

The atmosphere was awful, and I'll never forget

I don't think I'm forgiven, certainly not yet

Hot on my tail

Hot on my tail

I'm sorry, everybody

But I've got something hot on my tail

On my tail (on my tail), on my tail (on my tail)

On my, hot on my tail

How could you do this dreadful thing to me?

That's the last time I let you cook on our anniversary

To rescue the evening, I tried to no avail

'Cause there was something sinister, hot on my tail

Hot on my tail

Hot on my tail

I'm sorry, everybody

But I've got something hot on my tail

Oh-ooh

I'm sorry, everybody

I've got something hot on my tail