Lyrics
Widow woman, tax man he's gonna
Run her off any way he can, may you have
The hottest spot in hell
Steel gleam, in his eye he done
Bought and paid for a world he bled dry
May you have, the hottest spot in hell
May you have the hottest spot in hell
Everglade, all around
He won't be happy till he burn it all down
May you have, the hottest spot in hell
Pretty woman, evil man, he's gonna
Whip her ass anytime he can
May you have, the hottest spot in hell
May you have, the hottest spot in hell
Slave driver, made his brand, he's gonna
Burn his number in the back of our hands
May you have, the hottest spot in hell
All these years, all this time
I can't let go, Lord the grip on my mind
Yes I've lived in the hottest spot in hell
Yeah I've been in the hottest spot in hell
