
Keep It Cold
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- 1950s
- barbershop
- traditional pop
- soul
- doo-wop
- tenor saxophone
- nostalgic
- romantic
- ballad
- sweet
- vocal group
Lyrics
solo
Verse 1
You came to my door...
With a suitcase and a rose.
You said: "I'm sorry, baby..."
"I ain't leaving you no more."
I looked at you standing there...
With your pretty little lies.
I said: "you can keep the rose..."
"But don't look me in the eyes."
Pre-Chorus
You think I'm gonna melt...
You think I'm gonna fold.
But I learned my lesson once...
And now I keep it cold.
Chorus
Keep it cold...
Don't let it burn.
Keep it cold...
You don't get a second turn.
Keep it cold...
The ice is on my side.
Keep it cold...
And I ain't gonna cry.
Verse 2
You called me on a Tuesday...
Said you missed my voice.
You said: "I made a mistake..."
"You were always my first choice."
I listened to you talking...
For about a minute and a half.
Then I hung up the phone...
And I didn't even laugh.
Pre-Chorus
You think I'm gonna melt...
You think I'm gonna fold.
But I learned my lesson once...
And now I keep it cold.
Chorus
Keep it cold...
Don't let it burn.
Keep it cold...
You don't get a second turn.
Keep it cold...
The ice is on my side.
Keep it cold...
And I ain't gonna cry.
Bridge
My friends say I'm too hard...
My mother says I'm mean.
But they don't know the nights...
I spent picking up the pieces.
So I keep it in the freezer...
With the door locked tight.
Keep it cold...
And I sleep just fine at night.
Outro
Keep it cold...
That's my rule.
Keep it cold...
I ain't nobody's fool.
Keep it cold...
That's all.
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