Lyrics Cowboy Junkies – Fuck, I Hate The Cold
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Too many years on the rinks of Montreal.
Too many years in the lofts of old TO.
Too many nights in the bowels of Avenue B.
Too many days in the arms of Lady T.
Or maybe I’m just getting old,
’cause, fuck, I hate the cold.
’cause, fuck, I hate the cold.
Too much time in the bed of a petty thief.
Too much time in the arms of a failed conceit.
He told me how he love the best about me
And then he told me what was best
And maybe I’m just getting old,
But, fuck, I hate the cold.
Too much fun on the roads of the USA.
Too much fun plugging in and starting to play.
Too much time on this winding trail
Of a tale yet to be told
Baby, I’m getting old
And, fuck, I hate the cold.
I fucking hate it.
I hate the cold.
I fucking hate the cold.
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Settle Your Scores – Life: A Fate Worse Than Death
Settle Your Scores – Behind The Scene / Nothing Without You
Settle Your Scores – Worst Intentions (You Had ’em)
Settle Your Scores – Cashing Your Reality Check
Settle Your Scores – If Loose Lips Sink Ships, Then You’re The Titanic
Settle Your Scores – Friend Or Faux?
Settle Your Scores – Anti–Social Butterfly
Settle Your Scores – There’s No ‘i’ In Family
Cowboy Junkies – Fuck, I Hate The Cold
Settle Your Scores – How To Screw Up Your Future And Disappoint Your Loved Ones
Cowboy Junkies – Unanswered Letter
Cowboy Junkies – Idle Tales
Cowboy Junkies – We Are The Selfish Ones
Cowboy Junkies – Angels In The Wilderness
Cowboy Junkies – Damaged From The Start
Cowboy Junkies – Fairytale
Cowboy Junkies – Staring Man
Cowboy Junkies – The Confession Of Georgie E
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