Medley: Cold Cold Cold / Tripe Face Boogie

Cold Cold Cold -- Lowell George Tripe Face Boogie -- Bill Payne, Richard Hayward Cold, cold, cold Cold, cold, cold Freezing, it was freezing in that hotel I had no money, my special friend was gone The TV set was busted so she went along I called room, room service, I'm down here on my knees I said a peach or a pear, or a coconut please, But they was cold Well it's been a month since I seen my girl Or a dime to make the call 'Cause it passed me up, or it passed me by, Or I couldn't decide at all And I'm mixed up, I'm so mixed up Don't you know I'm lonely All the things I had to do I had to fall in love You know she's cold Cold, cold, cold Cold, cold, cold That woman is freezing, freezing cold Well I tried everything to warm her up Now I'm living in this cold hotel 'Cause she passed me, up or she passed me by, Or I couldn't decide at all And I'm mixed up, I'm so mixed up Don't you know I'm lonely Of all the things I had to do I had to fall in love You know she's cold Turn your clock back woman when you see me comin' round My feet don't, feet don't even touch the ground Yah, ya know she's cold Oh she's cold (cold) Ya know she's cold (cold) Know she's cold (cold) Cold (cold, cold, cold) Buffaloed in Buffalo And I was entertained in Houston New York, yew nork, you got to choose one Cause it's a tripe face boogie Going to boogie my sneakers away Well I don't want your money And I don't want your time Please don't tripe me honey And I'll give you back your dime It's a hype face boogie Going to boogie my sneakers away Now I don't dig potato chips And I can't dig torts But you can tripe my guacamole baby (it's a guaca) Tripe my shorts 'Cause it's a hype case boogie gonna boogie my scruples away Hype boogie, tripe boogie, hype boogie All night long You bring your guitar, I'll bring the wine Gonna tripe my guacamole baby just a one more time Cause It's a tripe face boogie I said look out! Give tripe face his way I said lookout! Give tripe face his day I said lookout