Get’s this hot only two ways to sleep
Air conditioning, alcohol
hit the same old keys for the same sorry scenes
Air conditioning, alcohol
sweet, sweet bourbon gonna bite me in the ass
Air conditioning, alcohol
when the rain gonna come, the heat gonna pass
Air conditioning, alcohol

The grit’s collecting
beneath my nails
the National Grid come by, shut our hot water down
ten tall candles
our alter glows
ConEd, you dog, come turn our lights back on

July, July
you're a scorcher, aintcha
head to the roof, escape my room, lordy, lordy
Oh I'm headin down on the shoutin street
where the hydrants flow free
past the naked kids, laughin’ at me, pick up the 40s

Get’s this hot only two ways to sleep
Air conditioning, alcohol
hit the same old keys for the same sorry scenes
Air conditioning, alcohol
sweet, sweet bourbon gonna bite me in the ass
Air conditioning, alcohol
when the rain gonna come, the heat gonna pass
Air conditioning, alcohol

Rain, sweet rain
cool on my hair again
we’ll all get high and humid
just like the apostles did
wind, old wind
blowin about the curtains
and through the window screen
whistlin’ like a canary

Honey, here’s to you
too hot to touch
could I get something more? I can’t get enough
I got no shame
got no real names
you can have me all to you, just not too rough (please!)

Get’s this hot only two ways to sleep
Air conditioning, alcohol
hit the same old keys for the same sorry scenes
Air conditioning, alcohol
sweet, sweet bourbon gonna bite me in the ass
Air conditioning, alcohol
when the rain gonna come, the heat gonna pass
Air conditioning, alcohol

Get’s this hot only two ways to sleep
Air conditioning, alcohol
hit the same old keys for the same sorry scenes
Air conditioning, alcohol
sweet, sweet bourbon gonna bite me in the ass
Air conditioning, alcohol
when the rain gonna come, the heat gonna pass
Air conditioning, alcohol