Fan It

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 got 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, you gotta fan it and cool it Honey, 'till the cows come home