Cold, Cold, Cold
Composer(s): Lowell George
Originally performed by: Little Feat



Cold, cold, cold 
Cold, cold, cold 
Freezing, it was freezing in that hotel 
I had no money, my special friend was gone 
The TV set was busted so she went along 
I called room, room service
I'm down here on my knees 
A peach or a pear, or a coconut please
But they was cold 

Well it's been a month since I seen my girl 
Or a dime to make the call 
'Cause it passed me up, or it passed me by
Or I couldn't decide at all 
And I'm mixed up, I'm so mixed up 
Don't you know I'm lonely 
And I wish the world would get off of my case 
And get on one of its own 

Cold, cold, cold 
Cold, cold, cold 
That woman was freezing, freezing cold 
Well I tried everything to warm her up 
Now I'm living in this cold hotel 
'Cause she passed me, up or she passed me by
Or I couldn't decide at all 
Oh I'm mixed up, yes I'm mixed up 
Don't you know I'm lonely 
Of all the things I had to do 
I had to fall in love 
You know she's cold 

Turn your clock back woman when you see me comin' round 
My feet don't, feet don't even touch the ground 
don't be cold, don't be cold 
don't be cold, don't be cold