Compressor repair is not in my skill set,
And that's why the floor's wet
By the window's broken unit,
And I crawled across the puddle that it made,
And lost my traction for a while,
But I was safe
And I repaired the only thing that I knew how to fix there.
We threw our shoes at God,
And I heard you praying for clean runoff,
And we trashed your AC and its broken freon coils.
It wasn't EnergyStar.
It wasn't BTUs.
It wasn't right,
But it was there because I want you to be cool.
I wanted you to be cool.
It cooled off and we got a reaction.
I wanted you to be cool.
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