Medley: Cold, Cold, Cold / Tripe Face Boogie

Cold Cold Cold/Tripe Face Boogie (LP版) - Little Feat (利特爾菲特)

Written by：Richie Hayw

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 it's 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