Its Not The Heat Its The Humanity by The Bouncing Souls Lyrics

It's a four-alarm fricassee
Boy this heat is killing me
It's hot, it's hot, it's hot
It's hot tonight

It's dueling dicks in a deep-fry
It's hot standing next to these other guys
It's hot, it's hot, it's hot
It's hot tonight

It's sweaty snapper in a stir-fry
A blazing sun under a red sky
It's hot, it's hot, it's hot
It's hot tonight

It's sexy and it's wet
And the show ain't even over yet
How much better can get tonight?

It's so hot I can't even think
I need some air, I need a drink
Sweaty bodies everywhere
Down to their underwear tonight
My balls are sticking to my leg
Pass the 40, sippin' dregs
Raise the roof, let's set it off
'Cause we just can get enough tonight