I know you're the wayward kind

The way you always drag behind

Show me a horse and I'll feed it hay

Show me the cart and I'll throw it away

Prettiest face I've ever seen

It looked like something in a magazine

To a blind man it's plain to see

That I need you and you need me



I've got cold feetit's a-crazy chasin'

When things get serioustime is a-wastin'

I'd cross my fingers but they don't seem to meet

There's no need to tell me that I've got cold feeta-ha-ha



Took me home to tell your dad

That you were the best girl I've ever had

I stayed for dinnerI couldn't refuse

I spilt the tea and I ate the news

Ahyou must think you're really neat

Got me tied down to my seat

I can't moveit's hard to think

With cramp in my eyelids and I can't blink



WellI've got cold feetit's a-crazy chasin'

Things get serioustime is a-wastin'

I cross my fingers but they don't seem to meet

There's no need to tell me that I've got cold feeta-ha-ha

A-ha-ha