[Verse 1] Wont you run underneath the door Take my home, treat it as your own Yeah, my mother told me, Dont you run away Because it takes a man to keep them hungry [Chorus 1] But Im so damn cold And if this blood dont turn to gold, I think Im doomed Ohoh ohoh, ohoh ohoh Yeah, yeah, yeah... [Verse 2] The time has come, my friend, to run I bid you, please, to take the roses An the loaded gun I left you Cause Im hopin now you find somehow [Chorus 2] That Im so damn cold And if this blood dont turn to gold, I think Im doomed Ohoh, yeah, yeah! Ow!
ohoh, yeah, doomed, run, damn