Not Half As Hot As You
Trying to write a song while someone else in the room is singing Antonio Jobim bossa novas.
Focus in the midst of distractions. Or in the midst of inspirations?
The afternoon sun beats on the pavement
The tar is soft and bubbling
What's troubling is it's not half as hot as you
A pot of pasta heats on the oven
The water boils and spatters
What matters is it's not half as hot as you
When you walk into the room I feel overheated
I want to rip off all my clothes and jump into the freezer
I stand underneath the fan and sweat discretely
And wonder if tonight's the night you'll stand near me
The evil curry prince with his coven
He's laughing at my banter
My answer is it's not half as hot as you
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