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 feet, it's a-crazy chasin' When things get serious, time 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 feet, a-ha-ha
Took me home to tell your dad That you were the best girl I've ever had I stayed for dinner, I couldn't refuse I spilt the tea and I ate the news Ah, you must think you're really neat Got me tied down to my seat I can't move, it's hard to think With cramp in my eyelids and I can't blink
Well, I've got cold feet, it's a-crazy chasin' Things get serious, time 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 feet, a-ha-ha A-ha-ha
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