Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cool Down Willard, artist - Ray Stevens.
Date of issue: 31.12.1986
Song language: English
Cool Down Willard |
You’re just too hot for the farm |
I said, cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
You gotta throttle back on the charm |
Yeah, my wife and my grandma and my aunt May |
Go wild when you wave your toupee |
I said, cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
You’re just too hot for the farm |
Well, I’m up every morning at the crack of dawn |
But my wife’s already up and got the TV on |
Just sittin' there, starin' at the test pattern |
You can’t budge her from that spot |
She’s waitin' for that early morning Today Show |
With that sexy weatherman, her superhero |
Old debonair, devil-may-care Willard Scott |
«Oh, Willard, you’re just the sweetest thing» |
«Now sit down, grandma, and put your teeth back in |
You’re drooling all in your cream of wheat» |
«Oh, Willard» |
Now grandma just ain’t been the same |
Since her last birthday when Willard mentioned her name |
Right there on coast-to-coast TV |
Why, we had to step up her medication |
And the wife don’t cook nor clean the home |
She’s talkin' all day on the telephone |
'Bout what Willard said, what Willard wore |
Why, it’s a serious situation |
Said, cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
You’re just too hot for the farm |
Cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
You gotta throttle back on the charm |
Now there’s just so much these women can take |
You’re the hottest thing to ever hit Wild Lake |
I said, cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
You’re just too hot for the farm |
«Oh, here I am, Willard» |
«Come and take me, you handsome hunk» |
«Now grandma, don’t get yourself all riled up» |
«Come on, Willard» |
«Grandma, what have you got on?» |
Now grandma ain’t been acting like she should |
Since she rode off to Frederick’s of Hollywood |
She just puts on her little outfit |
And waits for Mister Excitement with the boutonnière |
The whole darn thing has just gone too far |
Why, they’ve even started talkin' 'bout gettin' a VCR |
So they can watch Willard 24 hours a day |
I tell you, it just ain’t fair |
Cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
Why, this is worse than Elvis, or the Beatles |
Cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
Yeah, the way these women are just throwing themselves at this man |
What is it gonna take to get somebody to help me with the chores? |
Cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
I mean, I’m out here working my fingers to the bone |
Cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
Milking the cows, slopping the hogs |
Cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
Feedin' them chickens, I’m sick of this |
I tell you, Willard, I’m out here killing myself |
And these women are all piled up in the bed there watchin' you on TV |
Cool down, Willard (Cool down) |
Cavorting around and trampling where their bed’s at |
I tell you, Willard |
Willard |
(Cool down) |