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40 Below
David Lee Roth
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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
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Go back, hell no, I just pulled up
An' lil' Jack frost
Gonna bite your little butt
So honey, cut to the chase
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Well, your famous last words
Are a hard act to follow
An' too much heat I too hard to swallow
Keep on wonderin' why it's gettin' so damn cold
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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
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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
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So dig on my refrigeration
Shiverin' a-shakin'
Yeah, the whole routine
You get a fast crash course in air conditioning
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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'
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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
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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
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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, oh yeah
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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 little fart
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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
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Call me 40 Below and 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
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Well, call me 40 Below an' 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
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Well, call me 40 Below, feelin' so cold
Button up, mama
Yeah, you'd better zip it back up
Stamp my feet, clap your hands together
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Yeah and pray for sunny weather
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Don't light that match no
I'm melting, you're a horrible, horrible girl
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