Lyrics Cold, Cold, Cold / Tripe Face Boogie - Little Feat

Cold, Cold, Cold / Tripe Face Boogie - Little Feat
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold, Cold, Cold / Tripe Face Boogie, artist - Little Feat. Album song Rad Gumbo: The Complete Warner Bros. Years 1971-1990, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 24.02.2014
Record label: Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English

Cold, Cold, Cold / Tripe Face Boogie

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
Well I was buffalo-ed in Buffalo
And I was entertained in Houston
New York, New York you gotta choose one
It’s a tripe face boogie
Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah yeah
Well I, I don’t want your money
And I don’t want your time,
Please don’t jive me Honey
And I’ll give you, give you back your dime
It’s a hype face boogie
Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah
I don’t dig potato chips
And I can’t take torts (?)
Got to tripe my guacamole baby
It’s quackers and tripe my sauce
It’s a hype face boogie
Going to boogie my scruples away yeah
Hype boogie, hype boogie
All night long…
(Solos)
You bring your guitar
I’ll bring the wine
Gonna tripe my guacamole baby
Just a one more time
It’s a hype face boogie
And I say 'lookout'!

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Artist lyrics: Little Feat