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It's Hot
Consider that at first it's not about the plastic
Of a detail that manifests on the surface
Showing that a curve is too drastic
To leave a path so flat and straight.
Consider that virtue is quite elastic
To deal with such a specific little problem
From a bad day when an excess of confidence
Made credibility and bikes fall.
Consider that at first it's not about the nautical
Of a boat that fishes crayfish and shrimp,
And sails with joy and a lot of practice
Leaving a white and oxygenated trail.
Consider that virtue is quite elastic
To eat a squid with a taste of cuttlefish,
From a bad day when an excess of mathematics
Made accounting and nerves fall.
It's hot,
How about we crack open a watermelon,
How about you tell me you love me
During the next thirty thousand mornings.
It's hot,
How about we swim in our underwear,
How about we let the vine
Bring the thermometer down to twenty-five.
It's hot,
How about we crack open a watermelon,
How about you tell me you love me
During the next thirty thousand mornings.
It's hot,
How about we swim in our underwear,
How about we let the vine
Bring the thermometer down to twenty-five.
Consider that at first it's not about the plastic
Of a detail that manifests on the surface
Showing that a curve is too drastic
To leave a path so flat and straight.
Consider that virtue is quite elastic
To deal with such a specific little problem
From a bad day when an excess of confidence
Made credibility and bikes fall.
It's hot,
How about we crack open a watermelon,
How about you tell me you love me
During the next thirty thousand mornings.
It's hot,
How about we swim in our underwear,
How about we let the vine
Bring the thermometer down to twenty-five.
Consider that virtue is quite elastic
To eat a squid with a taste of cuttlefish,
From a bad day when an excess of mathematics
Made accounting and nerves fall.
It's hot,
How about we crack open a watermelon,
How about you tell me you love me
During the next thirty thousand mornings.
It's hot,
How about we swim in our underwear,
How about we let the vine
Bring the thermometer down to twenty-five.
It's hot,
How about we crack open a watermelon,
How about you tell me you love me
During the next thirty thousand mornings.
It's hot,
How about we swim in our underwear,
How about we let the vine
Bring the thermometer down to twenty-five degrees.
