He just turned seventeen
When the moment came
He was standing on the corner
In the pouring rainShe pulled up along side
And rolled the window down
And said, Can I drive you
To some part of town?Hes sitting beside here
With a great big smile
The lady had class
And she stood out a mileHis heart was a beating
Like a big bass drum
Thinking at last
His time had finally comeHe started Tallinn fast
Trying to loosen up
But he felt kind a stupid
So he shut upShe said, Dont think Im fast
Cause Im really not
But his fever went all wild
It was getting hotShe pulled into the driveway
Of a big brown stone
He was champing at the bit
And then her heart be toldShe said, My husbands working
Hell be gong all day
But he couldnt believe it
When he heard himself sayIm getting cold feet
Im getting cold feetLady, doncha hear me talking to you
Hey theres something that you can do
Im so nervous I just might shoot you
Ive got them cold, cold feetWell, a couple years on
And our heros grown
Hes a professional musician
With a band of his ownHadnt had much luck
With the girls that he meets
Might get another case of cold feetHe met a girl not too long ago
She thought she could change him but it wasnt so
As soon as she mentioned long term romance
He went into that same old song and danceIm getting cold feet
C-c-cold feetIm getting cold feet , c-c-cold feet
Darlin doncha hear me talkin to you
No there aint something you can do
Im so nervous I just might shoot youIve got cold, cold, cold, cold
Upset about it
Cold, cold, cold, coldGo without, um
Cold, cold, cold, cold
Said Ive got them cold, cold feetHe increased his quota
Of one night stands
It was a kind of complex
You understandHe would treat em real mean
He was low down and dirty
Now hes got to make some changes
'Cause hes nearly thirty'Cause he had a dream, just the other night
He was standing in Gods ever-present light
And God said Id like to let your life run its coarse
But youd understand me having second thoughtsIm getting cold feet
C-c-cold feet
Im getting cold feet
C-c-cold feetListen doncha here me talking to you
I think you know what you have to do
You gotta make some changes
You got themCold, cold, cold, cold
Theyre getting rigid
Cold, cold, cold, coldYoure getting frigid
Cold, cold, cold, cold
I said you got them cold, cold feet