I met a shiek from mozambique
who led me to the congo.
he dreamed to go to mexico
and sample a burrito.
My tempature had risen again,
it must have been a hundred and ten.
Under the oaks i was telling some jokes
and thinkin' i had it made-
gettin' on with the folks, havin' some coke
and coolin' off in the shade.
My tempature had risen again,
and it must have been a hundred and ten.
I took a boat that couldn't float
to rio de janeiro.
so with my scuba i swam to cuba
but i'll be gone tomorrow.
My tempature had risen again,
it must have been a hundred and ten.
- billy gibbons & dusty hill