Where do you go when you feel low
And how do you shed it
Eager to fight this appetite
And ways that you whet it
We do the best we can
The invitation stands, so we
Move to the left, fake to the right
And head down the middle
I've got a hunch, I'm getting lunch
Straight from the sex griddle
We do the best we can
The invitation stands for these
Cold hands
I wake up to find the meaning of your cold hands
It's enough to stop me breathing oh your cold hands
I can't help but keep believing in your cold hands
Shivers and chills, say what you will
The medium's the message
A secret attack, give him the rack
Until he confesses
We do the best we can
The invitation stands, so we
Take it to heart, you fit the part
So why don't you play it?
And sing out Louise, but if you please
Say it and don't spray it
We do the best we can
The invitation stands for these
Cold hands
I wake up to find the meaning of your cold hands
It's enough to stop me breathing oh your cold hands
I can't help but keep believing in your cold hands
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