40 Below Lyrics - A Little Ain't Enough - David Lee Roth

So the Lone Ranger rides again 

I'm gonna blow by you 

Like a frozen cold freight train 

I'll freeze the smile on your face 

Go back, hell no, I just pulled up 

An' lil' Jack frost 

Gonna bite your little butt 

So honey, cut to the chase 

Well, your famous last words 

Are a hard act to follow 

An' too much heat I too hard to swallow 

Keep on wonderin' why it's gettin' so damn cold 

Call me 40 Below 'cos I'm cold 

One kiss of my lips and a storm begins 

Give it up, honey, can't race the wind 

Good lookin' here I go 

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Well, call me 40 Below 

Well, I could take a little cold shot 

And try an' ease your situation 

I could sock it to ya non-stop, baby 

So dig on my refrigeration 

Shiverin' a-shakin' 

Yeah, the whole routine 

You get a fast crash course in air conditioning 

Yeah, my freezer's just hummin' 

Stick your face in the artic blast 

An' tell everybody they can kiss my ass, oh yeah 

'Cause the ice-man's comin' 

I'll give you bright red cheeks an' a runny nose 

Like when the car don't start an' yo' booty's froze 

It's like you been here before 

Well, honey, whattya know? 

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Well, call me 40 Below an' I'm cold, yeah 

One kiss of my lips and a storm begins 

Give it up, honey, can't race the wind 

Good lookin' here I go 

Call me 40 Below 

An' I'll be whippin' in your window 

I'll be lickin' round your knees 

I can drop below zero any moment, baby 

I'm talkin' forty degrees, oh yeah 

So if you seein' down my backstreets 

I suggest you button up 

I don't think ya wanna test me, mama 

I'm a tough little fart 

Famous last words are a hard act to follow 

An' too much heat is too hard to swallow 

Keep on wonderin' why it's gettin' so damn cold 

Call me 40 Below and I'm cold 

One kiss of my lips and a storm begins 

Give it up, honey, can't race the wind 

Good lookin' here I go 

Well, call me 40 Below an' I'm cold 

One kiss of my lips and a storm begins 

Give it up, honey, can't race the wind 

Good lookin' here I go 

Well, call me 40 Below, feelin' so cold 

Button up, mama 

Yeah, you'd better zip it back up 

Stamp my feet, clap your hands together 

Yeah and pray for sunny weather 

Don't light that match no 

I'm melting, you're a horrible, horrible girl