Alley cat's crying out the back door Moisture is collecting on the leaves Old widow Johnson is waiting by the window She never likes to give before she receives I hear that in Moscow they're freezing Crops are dying in the fields But out here everybody wishes they were naked These rags can't hide what they don't want to conceal I wish someone would turn down the heat I wish someone would turn down the heat If you're listening up above in the holy name of love I wish someone would turn down the heat I wish I went down on the Titanic To die amidst the ice and the cold I wish I went down on anything That wasn't burning right down through my soul My baby fell asleep on the couch again last night Face down in a pool of lemonade So I took a walk down by the old graveyard To find a friend who just loves the shade