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Lord Gonchar - Cold Lyrics



Lord Gonchar - Cold Lyrics
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I woke up this morning, feelin' oh so chilly
Colder than a witch's tit, in October, so silly
The wind it was a-howlin', through the trees it passed
I grabbed my coat and hat, but still I felt the chill on my ass
It's f*cking cold, can't feel my toes
It's f*cking cold, gotta blow my nose
It's f*cking cold, crank the thermostat
It's f*cking cold, where my heaters at
To the bus stop, today I wore a skirt
My snatch froze shut, serious windburn
My left nipple, poked a man in the eye
Whatever...he didn't seem to mind
It's f*cking cold, can't feel my toes
It's f*cking cold, gotta blow my nose
It's f*cking cold, crank the thermostat
It's f*cking cold, where my heaters at
Now I'm at work, sippin' on my hot coffee
But the office AC is set to arctic freeze
F*ck this shit, I'm gonna work from home
Viva la revolucion!
It's f*cking cold, can't feel my toes
It's f*cking cold, gotta blow my nose
It's f*cking cold, crank the thermostat
It's f*cking cold, where my heaters at
Now I'm back home under my blankie
I'm nice and toasty, not cold and cranky
But I'm kinda getting warm, Now I'm totally hot flashing
Someone open a window before I start swinging
I'm f*cking hot, sweating under my boobs
I'm f*cking hot, and my ass crack too
I'm f*cking hot, who cranked the thermostat
I'm f*cking hot, you're gonna pay for that
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I woke up this morning, feelin' oh so chilly
Colder than a witch's tit, in October, so silly
The wind it was a-howlin', through the trees it passed
I grabbed my coat and hat, but still I felt the chill on my ass
It's f*cking cold, can't feel my toes
It's f*cking cold, gotta blow my nose
It's f*cking cold, crank the thermostat
It's f*cking cold, where my heaters at
To the bus stop, today I wore a skirt
My snatch froze shut, serious windburn
My left nipple, poked a man in the eye
Whatever...he didn't seem to mind
It's f*cking cold, can't feel my toes
It's f*cking cold, gotta blow my nose
It's f*cking cold, crank the thermostat
It's f*cking cold, where my heaters at
Now I'm at work, sippin' on my hot coffee
But the office AC is set to arctic freeze
F*ck this shit, I'm gonna work from home
Viva la revolucion!
It's f*cking cold, can't feel my toes
It's f*cking cold, gotta blow my nose
It's f*cking cold, crank the thermostat
It's f*cking cold, where my heaters at
Now I'm back home under my blankie
I'm nice and toasty, not cold and cranky
But I'm kinda getting warm, Now I'm totally hot flashing
Someone open a window before I start swinging
I'm f*cking hot, sweating under my boobs
I'm f*cking hot, and my ass crack too
I'm f*cking hot, who cranked the thermostat
I'm f*cking hot, you're gonna pay for that
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Writer: Lord Gonchar, P Walters
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Lord Gonchar
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Lord Gonchar, P Walters

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