Air Conditioner
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Oooh this hot summer has got me down again
Fry an egg on the street
Heatwaves awigglin' on the sidewalk
Cops are droppin like flies on the beat
I need a new lover to take me in
Protect me from this humid air
Be you from brooklyn, staten island or queens
I don't care
It don't matter kinda lovin' you're into
Or how big your apartment might be
All you need's an air conditioner
And you're the man for me
You can pour me a glass of Perrier
You can fan my fevered brow
You can rub my down with alcohol
But ain't enough!
No how
You can lay me in a tub of ice
You can spin me in a cold shower, too
But if you don't have an air conditioner
I will not go home with you
It don't matter kinda lovin' you're into
Or how big your ego might be
All you need's an air conditioner
And you are the man
You are the man
You are the man
You are my man
You are the man for me
Bye, bye
Bye, bye
Buh buh buh badadadada
Aooh aooh
What's that you say?
You live by the hudson river?
And a breeze blows through your door?
Well, honey, if you don't have
A freidrichs in your window
I don't want to hear anymore
You say you live in a penthouse
You got a terrace with a view of the night
Well, that's swell
But I really must tell you
An air conditioner is a much prettier sight
It don't matter kinda lovin' you're into
Or how big your apartment might be
All you need's an air conditioner
And you're the man oh
You're the man
I don't care what kinda lovin' you're into
Or how big your ... might be
All you need's an air conditioner
And you're the man oh
You're the man oh
You're the man for me
Bada dah dah dah dah
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