Cold Sweat - SKC



     
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Cold Sweat Lyrics


I put my money in the suitcase
And headed for the big race
I felt a chill on my backbone
As I hung up the telephone
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
They say chances on the outside
Are looking pretty slim
I've been so lucky on the inside
I feel I'm going to win
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat

Running down the back of my neck
Take a little money, there's nothing left to lose
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I've got a whole month's wages
I haven't seen that much in ages
I might spend it in stages
And move out to Las Vegas
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I put my money in the suitcase
They say chances on the outside
I've got a whole month's wages
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Stone cold crazy, place another bet
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written by LYNOTT, PHILIP PARRIS / SYKES, JOHN JAMES
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CARLIN AMERICA INC

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SKC


Pre 1995: SKC (real name Gábor Nagymáthé) listens to anything and everything from Pink Floyd to Depeche Mode, from the Cure and Joy Division to the Prodigy. He also discovers classical music is much more inspiring than any other shit. Turning into a snobbish geek now he starts thinking of himself as being above the common flock with his musical preferences. He is often seen holding a book of Nietzsche poems (one of which he almost grasped), but he got distracted by a six-part fugue by Johann Sebastian Bach in the end.

Read more about SKC on Last.fm.


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