You've Got A Cold (Live)

[Verse 1]

Your nose is runnin'

And your eyes are red

Your head is achin'

You'd be better in bed

From the bottom of your fever

To the throbbing in your toes

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

[Verse 2]

Searching madly

To find a cure

But the temperature's rising

To a hundred and four

You've got a beauty, a bad ass

The mother of them all

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

Ain't no use in fightin' it

Get into bed and try to sweat it out

[Bridge]

Hot toddies won't help you

Warm blankets won't sweat it out

Inhalants just choke you

Hot flushes will tell you

Anyway you'vе got it

Ain't no doubt about it

Nothin' new about it

You can scream and shout it

Hot toddies won't hеlp you

Warm blankets won't sweat it out

Inhalants just choke you

Hot flushes will tell you

Anyway you've got it

Ain't no doubt about it

Nothin' new about it

You can't fight it

[Verse 3]

Foreign bodies in your Kleenex

You've got no taste at all

While your system is dyin'

The bugs are havin' a ball

You've got a beauty, a bad ass

The mother of 'em all

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

[Outro]

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

Ain't no use in fightin' it

Get into bed and try to sweat it out

Thank you

This one's called "Honeymoon With B Troop"