Paroles Hotter Than Hell de Jesse Dyen

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You thank God when the N or the R downtown come
Deep down in the hole, dolla fifty and then some
Got your boys talking shop, working round the clock
Never stop staring at that crop-top
Damn, do I need a vacation

Half a gaggle of your gumshoe crew off-duty
All hail to the one with the snakeskin booty
I'm feeling like I wanna die-o on the Bayou, they say
But hey is that a girl or a guy, oh
Nice try, no, I can't decide
Tired ride, why I'm sweating horrified

It's hotter than hell, brother can't you tell
That it's dripping through your nose
Dirty clothes, in the bowels of Manhattan
It's hotter than hell

There's something buzzing way up high near the billboard sign
And then a fine pair of Brooklyn-bound shoes jumps aboard just in time
I'm begging please, sister please, won't you look me square in the eye
Can't you see I'm acting civilized, bonafide

It's hotter than hell, sister can't you tell
That it's dripping through your nose
Dirty clothes, in the bowels of Manhattan
It's hotter than hell

Watching everybody's faces change
Assimilate that air-conditioning
Imagine that, catching flatfoot summer pneumonia
Eyeballs look away as they're coming up on you
They come upon

It's hotter than hell, brother can't you tell
That it's dripping through your nose
Dirty clothes, in the bowels of Manhattan
It's hotter than hell

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