Cold cold cold cold feet There was a little boy once upon a time Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind For every copper penny and clover he would find Make a wish for better days the end of hard times For no more cold feet His

You better sit back down 'Til you hold your ground You better put that down Behave little boy I am on a binge I'm losing all my friends I'm losing in the end It's your turn to learn to fight

Today I saw a boy And I wondered if he noticed me He took my breath away I can't get him off my mind And it scares me Cause I've never felt this way No one in this world Knows me better than you do

Tell me all the ways to love you (Tell me all the ways to love you) He knows how to love me better 'Cause you're safe like spring time 'Cause you taste like Lucky Strikes You drag, I light, boy And my boy like a queen Unlike one you've ever seen A hit of

You ain't going nowhere. Where you going, where you tryna go Baby, baby? Boy, you better listen to the words I say Boy, you better act like you got some sense, 'Cause you got a dime, and that's money well spent. Sit yourself down, 'cause you know you're

Stop talking, we can get along We can Marvin Gaye and get it on Where you want to be, I've been before Boy, you're so much better when you don't speak I don't need your little money I can put you under something Shh, say no more No, baby, you can't do it

Save your breath for the better things. Tell it to someone who cares. I Didn't pay money to hear you complain. I just came to get my buzz on. I Just wanna party all night. So who will join me at the nearest bar? I Don't believe any lyrics people seem to

Bad boys running wild Out in the streets Out in the night If you don't play along with their games And you better get out of their way The dogs are on the run The cats are all in heat Spiders all around you Spinning webs and make you pray

They should've never ever let you out Cold animal with the mouth from the South Watch you gonna say, what you gonna do Coming, coming after you Watch out for the D-Boys Watch out for the boys in blue You better keep it moving (big boy) You know they're

Ain't a damn thing change I still keep that thing Right up under my shirt Until somebody get hurt When I pull away hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games Boy you better catch me first So you finally get hurt murked put 'em in the dirt