Someday, baby When the blood runs cold in my veins This is a mean ole' world Baby, to live in all by yourself I said a mean, mean, mean ole' world To live in all by yourself When you can't get the woman you're loving Because she's loving somebody else I

Oh oh oh oh ho oh Happy alone Sharing a smile So far from home I want in like a substitute I've been working awful hard for you But you don't say, you just hold your breath So I can't touch what I haven't yet She's a cold one and it hurts me so

Cold black water She's southern comfort She's sweet magnolia sugarcane Yeah she's every jet trail sky There's wild horses in her eyes And her heart's a load you'd love to try and take She could've been born and raised in a Kentucky bluegrass town East

I'm just a soiled dirty boy, Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading, Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face, Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away, With my love, That's all she's ever needed, from me It's my

Ya' gotta give a little something to a cold dog cat, Finding him a woman who can shake like that, Hottie! She's a hottie! Got a smokin' little body! String bikini and a barbed-wire tat (tattoo) She's a rockin' that cowboy hat ! Hottie! She's a hottie!

Here comes the night Yeah, I know, I know, I know, I can be alright I know, I know, I know, I know you got to leave There's no light, no light in the sky And it gets so cold when she leaves my side Maybe she's the light, the light in my eyes 'Cause

I'm so hot for her and she's so cold I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her I'm the burning bush, I'm the burning fire I'm the bleeding volcano She's so cold she's so cold She's so cold, she's so cold I dare not touch her my hand just froze I'm so hot

Don't it make you ashamed of yourself Don't it make you feel small y'all? Honey, you think you've got an attitude So you treat him just a little to loose Well, buddy you think she's a little to cold So you act like a two year old. Don't it make you feel

My heart retires far early Away these foreign lands She's a gentle bell, she's a cat eye A gold breath on a wire A sing soft sail in the other room A red hot cleansing fire My cold feet warm in a straight line Dancing Spanish Hands She's a yellow girl,

So long my friend, my foe, my love, my pain The road's calling out my name Dreaming of La Boheme Maybe I'll go to Barbizon Or see a girl before she catches cold and she's gone Or maybe I'll just travel on So long my flame, my warmth, my fear, my fight