Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold Feet, artist - Rick Springfield. Album song The Early Sound City Sessions, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Sonic Past
Song language: English
Cold Feet |
He just turned seventeen |
When the moment came |
He was standing on the corner |
In the pouring rain |
She pulled up along side |
And rolled the window down |
And said, «Can I drive you |
To some part of town?» |
He’s sitting beside here |
With a great big smile |
The lady had class |
And she stood out a mile |
His heart was a beating |
Like a big bass drum |
Thinking at last |
His time had finally come |
He started Tallinn' fast |
Trying to loosen up |
But he felt kind a stupid |
So he shut up |
She said, «Don't think I’m fast |
‘Cause I’m really not» |
But his fever went all wild |
It was getting hot |
She pulled into the driveway |
Of a big brown stone |
He was champing at the bit |
And then her heart be told |
She said, «My husband’s working |
He’ll be gong all day» |
But he couldn’t believe it |
When he heard himself say |
I’m getting cold feet |
I’m getting cold feet |
Lady, doncha hear me talking to you |
Hey there’s something that you can do |
I’m so nervous I just might shoot you |
I’ve got them cold, cold feet |
Well, a couple years on |
And our hero’s grown |
He’s a professional musician |
With a band of his own |
Hadn’t had much luck |
With the girls that he meets |
Might get another case of cold feet |
He met a girl not too long ago |
She thought she could change him but it wasn’t so |
As soon as she mentioned long term romance |
He went into that same old song and dance |
I’m getting cold feet |
C-c-cold feet |
I’m getting cold feet, c-c-cold feet |
Darlin' doncha hear me talkin' to you |
No there ain’t something you can do |
I’m so nervous I just might shoot you |
I’ve got cold, cold, cold, cold |
Upset about it |
Cold, cold, cold, cold |
Go without, um |
Cold, cold, cold, cold |
Said I’ve got them cold, cold feet |
He increased his quota |
Of one night stands |
It was a kind of complex |
You understand |
He would treat ‘em real mean |
He was low down and dirty |
Now he’s got to make some changes |
'Cause he’s nearly thirty |
'Cause he had a dream, just the other night |
He was standing in God’s ever-present light |
And God said I’d like to let your life run it’s coarse |
But you’d understand me having second thoughts |
I’m getting cold feet |
C-c-cold feet |
I’m getting cold feet |
C-c-cold feet |
Listen doncha here me talking to you |
I think you know what you have to do |
You gotta make some changes |
You got them |
Cold, cold, cold, cold |
They’re getting rigid |
Cold, cold, cold, cold |
You’re getting frigid |
Cold, cold, cold, cold |
I said you got them cold, cold feet |