If the sun's too hot
Cool it if you can
Better go out and get yourself
A five cent fan
And fan it
Fan it
You gotta fan it and cool it
Honey till the cows come home
Just met myself a new girl
And her name was Sue
She said, "To make love to you, honey
Tell you what to do"
You gotta fan it
Fan it
You gotta fan it and cool it
Honey till the cows come home
My mamma's in the kitchen
I just heard that back door slam
Come out of that kitchen, honey
Quit scorching that ham
And let's just fan it
Fan it
You gotta fan it and cool it
Honey till the cows come home
Well, I got six months in jail
My back turned to the wall
Fanning that thing
Was the cause of it all
So fan it
Fan it
Gotta fan it and cool it
Honey till the cows come home