I met a shiek from Mozambique
  who led me to the Congo.
  He dreamed to go to Mexico
  and sample a burrito.
    My tempature had risen again,
  it must have been a hundred and ten.
    Under the oaks I was telling some jokes
  and thinkin' I had it made-
  Gettin' on with the folks, havin' some Coke
  and coolin' off in the shade.
    My tempature had risen again,
  and it must have been a hundred and ten.
    I took a boat that couldn't float
  to Rio de Janeiro.
  So with my scuba I swam to Cuba
  but I'll be gone tomorrow.
    My tempature had risen again,
  it must have been a hundred and ten.
    - Billy Gibbons & Dusty Hill