103 in the hood

103 in the hood

That don't sound good

103 what the thermometer do say

Waiting on cooler day

Lucky we have AC

Some that lucky can't be

103 in the hood

Thankful AC cooling like it should

Igloo made of ice

Right now feel nice

Get out the hose pipe

Cure our need to gripe

That would feel good if we could

103 in the hood

Rabbit named Charlie

Rabbit named Charlie

Charlie had this thing

He thought he was a human being

Charlie rode big Harleys

Long floppy ears and two flat feet

Charlie had never been beat

Then he met a turtle named Rhonda

You guessed it you are ahead of me

Yes Rhonda rode a Honda

There comes a time in every rabbits life

When he thinks of a wife

Now you got it wrong

I know what your thinking

Charlie and Rhonda didn't get to gather

Rhonda fell for another fella

His name was Mr Wong

Mr Wong was from Hong Kong

Rhonda who rode a Honda

And Mr Wong from Hong Kong

They got married

A son they did got

His name they did call

Now naming him this took some gall

Have you guessed his name

Yes you where right

Rhonda who rode a Honda

And Mr Wong

Named him King Kong

Son of Rhonda and Mr Wong

The thin short line

The short thin line

Between love and hate

The short thin line

It do separate mates

The thin short line

Makes all your words sound unkind

The thin short line

Sometimes it makes love blind

The thin short line

Hate a waste of time

Lets go

Lets go get in the car

Away we travel away real far

To the beach on this hot day

Don't that sound ok

Better yet how bout this

A cool riverboat ride down the Mis a sip

Truth of the matter be

Think I'll just stay here under the AC

Heaven to me

Heaven to me

This is how it be

Sunday dinner on the ground

All my family around

Kin long since gone

Now all at home

Shaded by the old oak tree

This is how it be

Grandpas Grandmas others I never met

Oh how I think that would be sweet

Heaven to me

That's how it would be

Alone

Alone all by myself

Alone my heart I put on a shelf

Alone maybe it's for the best

Alone time to give it a rest

Memory of you

My memory of you

Fading fast

Your face I can't see

One of those things that didn't last

My memory of you

Now just something of the past

Your face I can't see

Never thought this would be