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    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

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    Well, i got six months in jail, my back turned to the wall
    Fannin' 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

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    Composition: Dan Howell and Frankie Half-Pint Jaxon

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