Fan

What’s the point of being on all day when no one appreciates the breeze you make?
What’s the point of being on all day when no one can tolerate the noise you make?
I’m just a fan
I’m just a fan
I’m just a fan
I’m just a fan
You know (You) how to (To) change my speed
You know (You) how to (To) pull my strings
I know (I) how to (I) cool you down
Even (Even) when you’re not around
What’s the point of being on all day when no one appreciates the breeze you make?
What’s the point of being on all day when no one can tolerate the noise you make?
I’m just a fan
I’m just a fan
I’m just a fan
I’m just a fan
Don’t mind me, I’m just a fan on thе wall
I won’t tell a soul even though I’vе seen it all
You put me away every winter and fall
But when summertime comes around, I’ll cool you off
When summertime comes around, I’ll cool you off (Yeah)
What’s the point of being on all day when you appreciate the breeze I make?
What’s the point of being on all day when you can tolerate the noise I make?