bet the farm Lyrics by whitehorse
Everybody gets cold feet
Standing on thin ice
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Everybody gets cold feet
Standing on thin ice
Strawberries, cherries and an angel’s kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Sometimes the good Lord
Comes as a Man of War
Every little thing that I’m thinking of
Every single lie that I trace
I should be good
I should move on
Wake me up tonight
Throw snowballs at my window
I’m not your type
It’s a crying shame