Cold cold - text

There’s a fly stuck on the wall down in the hall
(she sees it; she knows about everything… throwing the pillow and all of the mess…it’s not my best, but I swear I can do better).


Itchy-gitchy ya-ya-ya, gonna get in the car, gonna make ya proud just to be around a superstar! I put down the top. I drive the car.

To the left, to the right
(stand up, sit down, fight, fight, fight).

You can never take a frown and turn it up
(I always take a frown and turn it up).

I’m your happy-happy-joy-joy girl, but if you got a minute
(while I fly down the open road)…

I tell you gotta lighten the load, ‘cause we’re headed for a cold cold side of the road.


One look in the mouth of a horse made of gold, it brings you down
like that mound of a mountain we hold.
I’ll be running out one day now. And breakin' one day now.


“Is it tough making enough love?”
Yeah, it’s rough, people. You gotta sleep some.

I’ve been an insomniac… I know the way to suck problems like a minivac
(Oh fuck. There’s a fly stuck on the wall down in the hall… says we’re headed for a cold cold side of the road).

Smile to the left, lurch to the right
(stand up, sit down, fight, fight, fight).

Oh, my love… you’d better get out… and find yourself another ride.


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Cold, cold side of the road

One look in the mouth of a horse made of gold, it brings you down
like that mound of a mountain we hold.
I’ll be running out one day now. And tearin' out one day now.


Cold, cold side of the road
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