Lyrics:
(Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh)
Who can make my temperature rise
(It's winter, winter)
Things are just not the same
When he's not by my side
(Not by my side)
But yet I
surrounds us
Little by little
Bit by bit
Little bit by little bit
Now you got it that's it
What're you thinking
Things'll go sour?
Check its
My love has gone
His boots no longer by my door
He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go
[Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys' Jack The Lad]
But it ain't nasty as mine"
I don't wanna go private
Room, temperature's kinda high
I need to change climates soon
I'm going outside
I hope you don't
The temperature's expanding
A distant landscape
Caution while handling
Wildfires that devastate
Chapter two
Shred
The binds that grasp and choke
They'll cut you
unusual sky
Not a sign of a cloud passing by
If my heart won't behave in the usual way
It's a most unusual day
I see people meeting people
There is
When the temperature dips
I miss my baby's arms
His tender finger tips
Knows just how to keep me warm
It may be zero degrees
With the snow
Yeah
Banks
COTI
Yo
Hunnid dollar bills for sit-up drills, my benji' reps
Ignorant, and I don't give two fucks with Fendi F's
Learnin' by
half eaten
Smiled
Crawling with legs
Temper tempered temperature
Manuscript replica
In infrared is how we saw
The night that lit up
Scarecrow
catchin' eyes off the guys when you walk by
It's Saturday night, now can you see this
And if it wasn't packed in the club it wouldn't be this good
All
When they move back, we gotta move out
Now it's seven figures for a new house
Walk they dogs with nose in the sky
Tensions build the temperature rise
Let me take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you
surrounds us
Little by little
Bit by bit
Little bit by little bit
Now you got it that's it
What're you thinking
Things'll go sour?
Check its
Let me take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you
haunting
It's all you hear and nothing else
Those harsh words by themselves
Razor sharp they leave their mark
You cry out you thought no one heard
You feel
register yeah
When I said you hot, I ain't talking bout temperature yeah
Just move at that tempo provided, now that's how I like it girl yeah
You my
cars
You ain’t know who searching for gold
You know what move by the hundred
Temperature outside stay a hundred
I’m outside high this pack a hundred
my face
Why do we even talk
If you don't know my name
You pick a side
That's the taste of temperature
I wear my words by design
And if you don't like
up my mind eeh
No go leave me when body dey hot oo
Temperature always dey rise eeh
When you no dey by my side for long oo
I want you no be only for
rising
And man do I love working in the yard
There are busy weekends
With summer vacations
Weekly trips to amusement parks
And with my lady by me
On those
with you
In the bed, in the pool
Moods all in tune
Tell me what you need, ‘cause I need you baby
I set the color to red
Temperature 68
A bed made for two
butterflies
Every time we see, my temperature would rise
Something with your eyes, takes me by surprise
Swear when I'm with you girl, I could touch
Baby tell
crazy...
I feel the pressure running through my bones
I feel my blood boiling past temperature
I feel it crawling under my skin
I feel my blood running
be your bank of fire
We were standing firm
In one spirit, with one soul
Striving side by side enduring
Temperatures and winds
Your hugs I like
I
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