Bring the Noise Baby Jesus (Turn on the Fan-o)

Oh baby Jesus
Oh baby Jesus
Oh baby Jesus
It is the season for birds and bees and
Nobody’s freezing now
Sunshine in my eyes
Close those doors, turn on the fan-o
Dry my pores, turn on the fan-o
Now dry yours, turn on the
Fan-o, fan-o, man-o, man-o
What choo thinkin’?
Why is it hot and stinking?
Fan-o, fan-o, man-o, man-o
Pushing forty
It’s Spring not Summer, naughty!
Whack that knob at the back Jack
Whack that knob at the back
[repeat til fade]

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