It's hot out, I'm hot.
Oh, why isn't everyone so hot then?
Yeah, is it then a wonder?
I was at home under my cold shower
and there came Mr. Wichsmann [lit. Wankerman] under my faucet
Oh, that was great
The sweat was dripping off him
He said:
"It's hot out
I'm hot!
Oh, why isn't everyone so hot then?
Yeah, is it then a wonder?"
Then my boyfriend came under our cold shower.
"Good day, Mr. Wichsmann, as you know, it's hot.
I need w-w-water,
because I'm sweating on the crack."
He said:
"It's hot out
I'm hot!
Oh, why isn't everyone so hot then?
Yeah, is it then a wonder?"
It's hot out!
I'm hot!
Oh, why isn't everyone so hot then?
Yeah, is it then a wonder?
Then we lay out on the veranda on top of each other
And the sun burned our hot heads to confusion
Then I hauled myself up, and ran away.
I said:
"It's hot out!
I'm hot!
Oh, why isn't everyone so hot then?
Yeah, is it then a wonder?"
It's hot out!
I'm hot!
Oh, why isn't everyone so hot then?