| Someone pulled me over, said, «Don't try to touch her
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| She is like a glacier mowing down a mountain
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| Like a block of ice—she's hard but most of all she is so Cold.»
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| Cupped her hand in mine, I thought that just might throw her
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| Shivering, she backed away, and so I asked her
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| «Should I close a window? |
| Do you need somebody to hold?»
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| «Are you cold? |
| Are you cold?
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| Should we lay down beside this fire?
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| Should I turn up the heat much higher?
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| Are you cold? |
| You seem cold
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| Are you one of the ones who tease
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| Or are you just a deep freeze?»
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| She threw me a glance that cut me like a sleet storm
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| Said, «I'm not that cold—I'm just a little choosy
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| Every time a woman takes her time, some man says she’s so Cold.»
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| Poured some spanish wine, I finally get to know her
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| Found that she was warm as currents in the Gulf Stream
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| Later in her room, she asked with eyes of coffee and gold:
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| «Are you cold? |
| Are you cold?
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| Should we lay down beside this fire?
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| Should I turn up the heat much higher?
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| Are you cold? |
| You seem cold
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| Are you one of the ones who tease
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| Or are you just a deep freeze?»
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| I have tried to reach her. |
| She’s evaporated
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| Why’d she have to leave before I said I loved her?
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| And although this feels like hell from all I’ve ever been told
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| Still I’m cold. |
| Feels so cold
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| And this chill seems to cut right through you
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| Once you’re warm, then the cold gets to you
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| And it’s cold. |
| I’m so cold
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| And I’m burning for you although
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| It feels like twenty below |