Waxing lyrical

One of the top searches bringing people to this blog is a search on partial lyrics to an old Mark Chestnutt song, "Too Cold at Home". The search string is usually "too hot to fish", as that is the line most people remember (and the reason I'm one of the results; I used the lines in a post heading (and note that I do indeed know ALL the lyrics))and google sends people here.

People, if you would just type "+ lyrics" after your phrase, you'd be taken to websites with complete song lyrics. But whatever - so you don't have to bother searching any further, here are the complete lyrics to "Too Cold at Home":

Well it sure feels good to come in here
And just pull up a seat
A frosty mug of a cool one
Helps to beat the heat
These old dog days of summer
Lord I’ll be glad when they’re gone

It’s too hot to fish and
Too hot for golf and
Too cold at home

Well that baseball game on TV
Takes me back to when I was a kid
We proudly wore those uniforms
Just like the Dodgers did
Yea we won a few games and lost a few
And for me it still goes on

It’s too hot to fish and
Too hot for golf and
Too cold at home

Well I only planned on one or two
I might stay for three
If that good looking thing in the corner
Keeps smiling back at me
It’s so easy not to care
'Bout what’s right or what’s wrong

It’s too hot to fish and
Too hot for golf and
Too cold at home

You're welcome.