Lyrics Fan It - Asleep at the Wheel , Willie Nelson

If the sun's too hot, cool it if you can
Better go out and get yourself a five cent fan

And fan it, fan it, you gotta fan it and cool it
Honey 'til the cows come home

Just met myself a new girl and her name was Sue
She said, "To make love to you, honey, tell you what to do

You gotta fan it, fan it, you gotta fan it and cool it
Honey, 'til the cows come home"

My mama's in the kitchen, I just heard that back door slam
Come out of that kitchen honey, quit scorching that ham

And let's just fan it, fan it, you gotta fan it and cool it
Honey 'til the cows come home

Well, I got six months in jail, my back turned to the wall
Fanin' that thing was the 'cause of it all

So fan it, fan it, gotta fan it and cool it
Honey 'til the cows come home