Livin' In The Cold
Cheryl Procopation
After every word you say, there comes a little cloud
And there's snowflakes sticking to my eyebrows
There's an icicle hanging from my nose
And I think I'm gonna lose a couple of my toes
Livin' in the cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Livin' in the cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Well the wind is cutting through my jacket like a knife
And I think this weather might take my life
My hands are getting shaky, my body's getting sore
And I don't think I can take it anymore
Livin' in the cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Livin' in the cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Livin' in the cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Livin' in the cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Livin' in the cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Livin' in the cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold