Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm really, really
Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot

Heard a clatter from the a.c.
Broken a.c. gonna drive me freakin' crazy
Now I got perspiration on my boo-tay
Everytime I save some money it's kablooie!
Something breaks, uses all my mo-nay
Now my cooler blowin' hot air, I need Kool-aid
Just my rotten luck it happened to-day
Because my friends comin' over for a par-tay
I wish I was rich
A.F.U., this
I gotta keep payin', use all my credit
I save up some cash then some handyman gets it
Rich gettin' richer all offa my paycheck
I pay my bills then I have 50 cent
I don't get paid much as a washroom attendant
Now I'm sittin' here soakin' in my sweat, I'm not content
Oh why did my a.c. quit

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm really, really
Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot

I'm really,really hot
I could use a soda pop
Ninety-nine and it won't drop
Until 2 a.m.

Hot as hell and there ain't no doubt
I could just self combust and then flame out
The countertop's hot, it could fry trout
My chocolate melted, what is that all about?
It makes me shout
Think my brain cells
Turned to gel and start to swell
People can't ya tell
I need a.c. before I melt
And my hairy pits, and private bits, and sweaty lips smell
Ain't much more to tell
The air's so hot now that I can't inhale
Wish, wish that I could feel cold air
Just blowin' straight down through my underwear
I do declare
Hate this locale
Melts tar your car can't go far
You get caught like fly paper
Betcha the mayor
Has the a.c. up, our taxes payin' for
Coolin' g-ment hot air

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm really, really
Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot

I'm really,really hot
I could use a soda pop
Ninety-nine and it won't drop
Until 2 a.m.

Think I might move to Tibet
And live on a big ice shelf
Like an Inuit
Just be chillin' and I'll never sweat
Gotta find an angle
Get out of this concrete jungle
I'm yellin' at my sweat, STOP
But it ain't done yet
The repairman didn't show, what a jerk
A.C. don't work, berserk
I'm gonna send gals a tweet, wear a skirt
I'm gonna send the guys a tweet, don't wear shirts
Maybe I'll just invert
Those words, oh yeah, that's so pervert
They'll come and boogie and swerve
My spray bottle gives 'em a squirt

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We, we, we, we, we're really, really
Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot

We're really,really hot
We could use a soda pop
Ninety-nine and it won't drop
Until 2 a.m.

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