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Ooh this hot summer’s got me down

You can fry an egg on the street

Heat waves are wiggling on the sidewalk

Cops are dropping like flies on the beat

I need a new lover to take me in

Protect me from this humid air

Be him from Brooklyn, Staten Island, or Queens

I don’t care

It don’t matter what kinda lovin' you’re into

Or how big your apartment might be

All you need’s an Air Conditioner

And you’re the man for me

You can pour me a glass of Perrier

You can fan my fevered brow

You can rub me down with alcohol

That ain’t enough know how

You can lay me in a tub of ice

You can stand me in a cold shower too

But if you don’t have an Air Conditioner

I will not go home with you

It don’t matter what kinda lovin' you’re into

Or how big your ego might be

All you need’s an Air Conditioner

And you are the man

You are the man

You are the man

You are the man

You are the man

You are the man

You are the man for me

What’s that you say you live by the Hudson River

And a breeze blows through your door

Well honey if you don’t have a Freidrich’s in your window

I don’t wanna hear any more

What’s that you say you live in a penthouse

Got a terrace with a view of the night

Well that’s swell but I really must tell you

An Air Conditioner’s a much prettier sight

It don’t matter what kinda lovin' you’re into

Or how big your wallet might be

All you need’s an Air Conditioner

And you’re the man oh

You’re the man

I don’t care what kinda lovin' you’re into

Or how big your… might be

All you need’s an Air Conditioner

And you’re the man oh

You’re the man oh

You’re the man for me

Ba da ba da ba ba

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