2 Hot 2 B Romantic

Not a cloud in the sky, unfortunetely
it's burning outside there's no relief
you fan me cocktails
the hardedge in me
I did know your place I had no ace

please don't be dramatic, if we can't be romantic
pull out the ice, pull out the fan
pull the man who is inside of me cause
it's too hot to be romantic

baby it's not your fault, no no no
it's just your dumb love
last summer heat wave, baby
has fought me up
has fought me up

someday we make love...
that's right baby, in the fall for sure

but tonight i'm afraid you sleep on the floor
with my shoes in the door
the unbearbly hot dog
you and the shoe and the dog loose, oh baby
I got a snooze