The Cold Illinois Blues
Cold mutherfucker Illinois Blues
Waiting on Jesus wondering why
Waiting on women who pass me by...
Go to other men
Get beat up
Get raped
Get killed...
Go to other men
I can't pay your bill....
And now it's turned to....
Cold Illinois Blues
Cold mutherfucker Illinois Blues
Backstreets and alleys: my address
Cut you if you cross me makin' a mess....
Love's a gift the others get
I don't
I won't
I can't
Open up a scarred soul
It would take it's toll.....
Got disease I'm my blood.....
Got Cold Illinois Blues
Cold mutherfucker Illinois Blues.....
Thank you.....(thank you)
L’ amuri è come a tussi…nun si po ammucciari
“Love is like a cough… impossible to hide”
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