Cold Hands
It's true I'm a dreamer, I'm a believer, but not in Beiber
You turn to me on a crowded dance floor and yell into my ear that he's not what you asked for
I think you miss-saw me, twelve beers deep, horny, as if I was the one who could light up your life
But I'm no cracker, girl, I won't show you the world
So lets just cut the crap and go back to the dancing
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
So now I'm hedging, come see me betting - all in on ridiculous odds
Maybe it'll land right, see here the spot light, or else I'm out on my arse
You know you've got something, simply enchanting
Some thing I like
But as the turnstiles fold, new must come from the old
But all the brave men left when the bar tab was empty
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
You won't get lost, you have no where to be; and we always take on company
You won't get lost, you have no where to be; and we always take on company
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
You turn to me on a crowded dance floor and yell into my ear that he's not what you asked for
I think you miss-saw me, twelve beers deep, horny, as if I was the one who could light up your life
But I'm no cracker, girl, I won't show you the world
So lets just cut the crap and go back to the dancing
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
So now I'm hedging, come see me betting - all in on ridiculous odds
Maybe it'll land right, see here the spot light, or else I'm out on my arse
You know you've got something, simply enchanting
Some thing I like
But as the turnstiles fold, new must come from the old
But all the brave men left when the bar tab was empty
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
You won't get lost, you have no where to be; and we always take on company
You won't get lost, you have no where to be; and we always take on company
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Mumma told me from the start
Cold hands warm heart
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Writer(s): The Tipsy Scholars
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