AC

When the days are hot
And the freezer is not
And the children play
And ice cream is all we got

When the fans fail
And the air is stale
And the heat is sticky
And you break a nail

I want to get cold
Dont want to create a sweaty mold
But on your chair
There it is covered in hair

No matter what you do
Your gonna be hot to
This is my sweaty nightmare
This is my sweaty nightmare

When you feel the heat
Look no further
This is where the AC blows
This is where the AC blows

Dont get to close
You will hog all the air
This where the AC blows
This where the AC blows


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