Art Farmer - Heat Wave Lyrics
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Heat Wave
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What Are The Lyrics For Heat Wave By Art Farmer?
Oh! We're having a heatwave, a tropical heatwave
The temperature's rising, it isn't surprising She certainly can can-can She started a heatwave by letting her seat wave In such a way that the customers say That she certainly can can-can Gee,gee! Her anatomy makes the mercury rise to 93 Having a heatwave, a tropical heatwave, the way that she moves That thermometer proves that she certainly can (What's your name honey? Pablo), certainly can (Chico, Miguelito, Pablo, Chico, Miguelito) oh, can-can Pablo, it's saying here in the weather report It's saying a fairly warm air is moving in from (Where?) Jamaica Moderately high air pressure will cover the NE and (where else?) The Deep South, Small danger of (what?) Fruit frost! Hot and humid nights can be expected Vincent 95, Guadeloupe 97, Santo Domingo 99, Pardon me? 105? We're having a heatwave, a tropical heatwave The temperature's rising, it isn't surprising I certainly can can-can I started this heatwave in such a way That the customers say that I certainly can can-can The man who need makes the mercury rise to 93 We're having a heatwave, a tropical, a tropical heatwave The way that I move, that thermometer grooves She certainly certainly certainly can I certainly, certainly, certainly can can-can |
Who Wrote Heat Wave By Art Farmer?
Irving Berlin
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What's The Duration Of The Heat Wave By Art Farmer?The duration of Heat Wave is 2:36 minutes and seconds. |
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