Hot Little Temper
El-Creepo! Lyrics

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Crawling on your knees closer to me
A slave in leather, foaming at the mouth
And on the weekends you are weakened
Waiting for me to make you feel alive

Transplant the heart attack
The past is now a memory
Swallow the desert sun

And save it for a rainy day

Blowing kisses to the end of the world
You're a dreamer, a sinner, unholy redeemer
The fruit is rotting on the vine
And momma's baby was always born to die

Transplant the heart attack
The past is now a memory
Swallow the desert sun
And save it for a rainy day

You know, my love, that nothing lasts forever
One last kiss now before we say goodbye

You've got a hot little temper. (x4)

Transplant the heart attack
The past is now a memory

Swallow the desert sun
And save it for a rainy day

Overall Meaning

The song Hot Little Temper by El-Creepo! is a dark and twisted love song that tells the story of a woman who is devoted to her partner, crawling on her knees closer to him while wearing leather, and waiting for him to make her feel alive. The singer finds his partner's devotion alluring, but acknowledges the fleeting nature of their relationship when he says, "You know, my love, that nothing lasts forever. One last kiss now before we say goodbye."

The lyrics suggest the idea of taking risks and living life to the fullest, metaphorically represented by the lines, "Transplant the heart attack, swallow the desert sun, and save it for a rainy day." It is also possible that the song talks about the idea of a self-destructive lifestyle and the price one pays for indulging in it. The symbolism of "Blowing kisses to the end of the world" suggests that the singer is aware of the cost of living dangerously, but goes ahead with it anyway.

Overall, Hot Little Temper paints a picture of an intense and exciting but ultimately doomed relationship. The singer recognises that their time together is limited, but still finds the passion and danger alluring.

Line by Line Meaning

Crawling on your knees closer to me
You're acting subservient and approaching me tentatively

A slave in leather, foaming at the mouth
You're wearing BDSM gear and acting overly excited

And on the weekends you are weakened
You're vulnerable during weekends

Waiting for me to make you feel alive
You rely on me to feel alive or stimulated

Transplant the heart attack
Change the intense emotional experience

The past is now a memory
Forget about the past and move on

Swallow the desert sun
Face or consume a difficult or unpleasant experience

And save it for a rainy day
Endure it for later

Blowing kisses to the end of the world
Being affectionate disregarding the rest of the world

You're a dreamer, a sinner, unholy redeemer
You're an idealistic person who does immoral things, but tries to make them right somehow

The fruit is rotting on the vine
Something good is going to waste because nobody is taking advantage of it