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David Lee Roth - 40 Below lyrics
So the lone ranger rides again I'm gonna blow by you Like a frozen cold freight train I'll freeze the smile on your face Go back, Hell no! I just pulled up An' lil Jack frost Gonna bite your little butt So honey cut to the chase Well your famous last words Are a hard act to follow An' too much heat Is too hard to swallow Keep on wonderin' why it's gettin' so damn cold Call me 40 Below Cos I'm cold One kiss of my lips and a storm begins Give it up, honey, can't race the wind Good lookin' here I go Well call me 40 Below Well, I could take a little cold shot And try an' ease your situation I could sock it to ya non-stop, baby So dig on my refrigeration Shiverin' a-shakin' Yeah, the whole routine You get a fast crash course in air conditioning Yeah, my freezer's just hummin' Stick your face in the artic blast An' tell everybody they can kiss my ass, oh yeah 'Cause the ice-man's comin' I'll give you bright red cheeks An' a runny nose Like when the car don't start An' yo' booty's froze It's like you been here before Well, honey, whattya know...Ho Ho Ho! Well, call me 40 Below An' I'm cold, yeah One kiss of my lips and a storm begins Give it up, honey, can't race the wind Good lookin' here I go Call me 40 Below An' I'll be whippin' in your window I'll be lickin' round your knees I can drop below zero any moment, baby I'm talkin' forty degrees... Ah yeah! So if you seein' down my backstreets I suggest you button up I don't think ya wanna test me, mama I'm a tough lit |
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