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Thermometer cracked at the edge of the floor
Congas are sweating and they're begging for more
Humidity rising with the trumpet's wail
The weatherman quit 'cause he's off the scale
Heat index climbing, baby, feel the degrees
Salsa in the bassline, funk in the knees
No cold front coming when the rhythm's this red
Heat index dancing all the way to your head
Forecast was cloudy but the groove burned through
Tropical pressure in the timbale crew
Fan in the corner just gave up the fight
We're sweating out summer in the dead of night
Heat index climbing, baby, feel the degrees
Salsa in the bassline, funk in the knees
No cold front coming when the rhythm's this red
Heat index dancing all the way to your head
Air conditioner waving a white flag now
Sprinklers can't cool what the bassline's got, wow
Record-breaking rhythm on the radio map
Whole town melting in a montuno trap
Stay hydrated, baby, but don't sit down
The mercury's melting all over the town
A heatwave hits on the montuno line
Burn with me, baby, till the morning shine
Heat index climbing, baby, feel the degrees
Salsa in the bassline, funk in the knees
Crank the whole city up, raise the thread
Heat index dancing all the way to your head
Heat index climbing, baby, feel the degrees
Fever in the rhythm, weak in the knees
No relief in sight and we don't want it instead
Heat index dancing all the way to your head