Paroles de Air Conditioner Song
Oh, the sound of the thing is not a ringIt's more like a pleasant purr
And the only sound I hear at night
Is the sound of my purring air-conditioner.
The air is pure and dehumidified
Thermostatically controlled
Now I have no desire to perspire
And that's how progress goes.
But the sound of their singing thrilled me
As distantly but clearly it rang
Though I never saw their faces
And never knew their names.
And the gentle breeze brought sweet dreams
Of sweethearts that I never saw
Who sang "You Are My Sunshine"
In Newport, Arkansas...
Now I have no desire to perspire
And that's how progress goes.
But the sound of their singing thrilled me
As distantly but clearly it rang
Though I never saw their faces
And never knew their names.
And the gentle breeze brought sweet dreams
Of sweethearts that I never saw
Who sang "You Are My Sunshine"
In Newport, Arkansas...
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