SCORCHER

We've been movin' kinda slow, it seems

It's a temperature thing

How I wish it was spring

Or autumn, with its football air

But it's not, so we're coastin'

'Cause baby, it's roastin' ... toastin'

It's hotter than Hades

It's tough on old ladies

It's a scorcher outside

You can join my parade

To seek some sycamore shade

Before our senses get fried

With our backs to a tree

We'll sip some sweet cloudy tea

And toast this mean summer sun

While we pray for a breeze

To knock the heat to its knees

Gotta be a hundred and one plus one plus one

I've contemplated moves to cooler climes

But I know from the past

This heat just can't last

So copin' is the best I can do

I'll suspend my debatin'

While patiently waitin'

Evaporatin'

It's hotter than Hades …