Robin Williams - Hot Enough For Ya lyrics

Oh thank you damn it's a hot wonderful night
I wanna thank the people that
Came up to me today
And said "hot enough for ya?"
I said no I like the sweat to run
Down the crack of my ass like Niagra yeah
That's hot enough for me
No I wanna look like I'm
Lactating under my man titties
That's hot enough for me
No it's not hot enough
I want my balls to be down to the floor
But the good news about hot weather is
All the ladies wear their little tank tops
And take the twins for a walk yes
There is that wonderful thing when
You see beautiful breasts
And I'm talking like the way God made them
When they move when you see a
Woman running and you go yes, yes
That's how they should be
And when it's cold they go
Chicken's done yes
Thank you so very much it's so
Lovely to see real titties again
Fake tit's are like Nazis
They don't dance, they don't laugh
They just mmm
I've seen tit's in Vegas and even God when
I didn't make those
The ones that point towards north
And I've seen nipples in the wrong place
Where they're actually peeking out over
The bra like Kilroy like how ya doing
Bad way to go
These are also women who've had so
Much plastic surgery they're like
What are these lumps under my eyes
Those are your tit's madam and what's this
Don't ask
It is unwanted facial hair but leave it
And women are getting Botox injections
And 25 year old girls are
Getting Botox injections because
I don't have any wrinkles
I also don't have any expression
Its like I've had a mild stroke
But I feel so good about myself
I love it when Michael Jackson said
He's had no plastic surgery i went you know
Michael who was the best
Man at Liza's wedding
And that's kind of pushing the
Term in many ways
What was Richard Simmons hunting
What happened if you ever go to Neverland
There's a little sign that
Says you must be this high to ride Michael
Now uh
Now ladies if your man, big lover man
Your big daddy says oh baby
I want you to get your tit's done for me
I want you to get those big ol' fun pillows
Then you say oh daddy man
Then I want you to get your balls done for me
I want you to get those
Big ol' Voight basket balls
So when you go running down
The beach like Baywatch they'll hear

Nothing drives a woman crazy like seeing a
Big ol' basket on her Easter Bunny
Then when she's in bed she can go