Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chill On Cold , by - Doug MacLeod. Song from the album You Can't Take My Blues, in the genre БлюзRelease date: 01.04.1996
Record label: Valley Entertainment
Song language: English
Chill On Cold |
| Now, she hunts her prey, like a gator hunts the swamp |
| She make love to two fools, to get what she wants |
| She’d take a rich man’s money, like throwin' a dollar in a well |
| She make an angel leave heaven, for the gates of hell |
| I say, «Oooh, baby |
| This little girl, she put a chill on cold» |
| If she pretty but got no soul |
| I said, «Lord, she put a chill on cold» |
| She’s a very dangerous woman, 'cause she can’t feel |
| Ain’t nothing 'bout her love, you’ll find is real |
| She will go down, just to break up a home |
| She get what she wants, you’ll find that little girl gone |
| I say, «Oooh, baby |
| This little girl, she put a chill on cold» |
| If she pretty but got no soul |
| I said, «Lord, she put a chill on cold» |
| She don’t love nobody except herself |
| If she says she loves you, she’s got somebody else |
| She like a queen bee, she rule with her honey |
| You think she wants your stinger, man, she just wants your money |
| «Oooh |
| This little girl, she put a chill on cold» |
| If she pretty but got no soul |
| I said, «Lord, she put a chill on cold» |