I know youre the wayward kind
The way you always drag behind
Show me a horse and Ill feed it hay
Show me the cart and Ill throw it away
Prettiest face Ive ever seen
It looked like something in a magazine
To a blind man its plain to see
That I need you and you need me
Ive got cold feet, its a-crazy chasin
When things get serious, time is a-wastin
Id cross my fingers but they dont seem to meet
Theres no need to tell me that Ive got cold feet, a-ha-ha
Took me home to tell your dad
That you were the best girl Ive ever had
I stayed for dinner, I couldnt refuse
I spilt the tea and I ate the news
Ah, you must think youre really neat
Got me tied down to my seat
I cant move, its hard to think
With cramp in my eyelids and I cant blink
Well, Ive got cold feet, its a-crazy chasin
Things get serious, time is a-wastin
I cross my fingers but they dont seem to meet
Theres no need to tell me that Ive got cold feet, a-ha-ha
A-ha-ha
