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Oingo Boingo

Genres: Rock

Country Sweat Lyrics - Oingo Boingo

Born to trouble, poised for action 

Ready to spring at a moment's notice 

Nerve's like a trigger, waiting to be pulled 

Covered with sweat, it ain't nice 

 

Help me please, I'm burning up 

I got this fire in my heart 

Won't let me sleep, can't concentrate 

Even when it's cold I'm dripping, dripping sweat 

 

Rivers running down my back 

Makes me slippery like a fish 

If I don't stop, I might drown 

I might drown falling, falling down 

Down, down, down, down 

 

The cool boys bit the dust 

They couldn't take the pressure 

The cool girls got knocked up 

They only wanted to have fun 

 

Where did they go? 

They fell in love and suffered 

Where did they go? 

They picked up guns and hammers 

 

Where did they go? 

Without friction there's no heat 

Without heat there can't be fire 

Without fire there's no desire 

You're making me hot, hot, hot, hot 

Yeah 

 

Hey, take my baby, Saturday night 

A hundred and ten, it's alright 

I closed the door to my little room 

I'm starting to sweat, fun starts soon 

 

Principal caught me after school 

He gave me hell, he called me a fool 

He pointed his finger at my face 

He started to sweat, started to sweat 

He started to sweat all over the place 

 

The war breaks out throughout the land 

Dodging bullets in the sand 

Enemy's getting much too close 

Sun beats down on the back of my neck 

Fingers are twitchin', they're covered with sweat 

They're covered with sweat, they're covered with sweat 

They're covered, covered, covered with sweat 

 

The cool boys bit the dust 

They couldn't take the pressure 

The cool girls got knocked up 

They only wanted to have fun 

 

Where did they go? 

They fell in love and suffered 

Where did they go? 

They picked up guns and hammers 

 

Where did they go? 

Without friction there's no heat 

Without heat there can't be fire 

Without fire there's no desire 

You're making me, making me 

Making me hot, hot, yeah 

 

Hey, the cool boys bit the dust 

They couldn't take the pressure 

The cool girls got knocked up 

They only wanted to have fun 

 

Where did they go? 

They fell in love and suffered 

Where did they go? 

They picked up guns and hammers 

 

Where did they go? 

Without friction there's no heat 

Without heat there can't be fire 

Without fire there's no desire 

You're making me, making me 

Making me hot, hot, hot, hot, yeah 

 

Making me hot, hot, hot 

Making me hot, hot, hot 

Making me hot, hot, hot 

Making me hot, hot, yeah 

Making me hot, yeah, really 

Making me hot, yeah, oh babe 

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot 

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Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group

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