You see her drivin’ round town with your Chip on her shoulder, Well, let’s see who gets the last laugh, After I call her.
I feel cold, Oh Lord, I feel cold, I feel cold.
When I’m gone, You’ll be there, When I’m gone, You’ll take care, When I’m gone, You’ll be older, When I’m gone there’ll be no one to hold her.
I feel cold, Oh Lord, I feel cold, I feel cold.
I feel cold, Oh Lord, I feel cold, I feel cold.
And you never call, And I always bawl, Your big chip on your shoulder, Made me ten times bigger and colder.
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