Pat Travers - Cold Shot | Текст песни

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Once was a sweet thing, baby
We held that love in our hands
But now I reach to kiss your lips
It just don't mean a thing

And that's a cold shot, baby
Yeah, that's a drag
A cold shot, baby
I've let our love go bad

Remember the way that you loved me
Do anything I say
But now, I see you out somewhere
You won't give me the time of day

And that's a cold shot, girl
Yeah, that's a drag
And that's a cold shot, baby
We've let our love go bad

I really meant I was sorry
For ever causing you pain
You showed your appreciation
By walking out anyway

And that's a cold shot, baby
Yeah, that's a drag
And that's a cold shot, baby
We've let our love go bad

So sad, too bad, so sad
Don't let our true love run cold

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