Fuck, I Hate the Cold

歌詞

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 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