17 lyrics for "The temperature, temperature"

For you baby I'm slipping into the lava Cause I'm burnin' up, burnin' up Baby who turned the temperature hotter And I'm trying to keep from going under You're cold You go around Like you know
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I will follow I feel my temperature rising. My body explodes. I feel like somebody's watching, like I'm not alone, I stopped I Vowed right then and said that, Whatever path you take, wherever you might go, Whenever you decide to leave, I will follow, I
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I'm going slightly mad It finally happened, happened It finally happened, I'm slightly mad Uh uh ah ah It finally happened When the outside temperature rises And the meaning is oh so clear One thousand and one yellow daffodils
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My temperature is getting much higher Got to get what I require But if I don't get my desire Then I'll set the plantations in fire No competition, I make you my decision, yeah Every time I hear the music and I make a dip, a dip Slave master comes around
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Don't forget ab-b-b-b-bout me Even when I doubt you I'm no good without you, no, no Temperature is dropping Scared of my own image Scared of my own immaturity Scared of my own ceiling Scared I'll die of uncertainty Fear might be the death of me
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The summer's not hot The summer won't start without you 'Til you show up The temperature is ninety nine And it can get much higher So come on over Romeo And vamos a la playa The summer's not hot 'til you show up
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Murder, murder was the case that they gave me As I look up at the sky My mind starts tripping A tear drops my eye My body temperature falls I'm shaking and they breaking trying to save the Dogg Pumping on my chest and I'm screaming I stop breathing, damn
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Girl there's a party goin' on My temperature's warm So let me freak you through the floor While the bass is bumpin' All night if your body can handle It's gonna be a party y'all Keith Murray rock vibes, verse you with Universal
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Got a devil's haircut in my mind Somethin's wrong cause my mind is fading, And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting, Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses from the leprous faces Heads are hanging from the garbageman trees
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