paroles de chanson My Man's Got a Cold - Paul Kelly feat. Vika Bull

My man′s got a cold
Oh, such a cold
Could be the worst ever cold
In the history of the world

And I've got a front seat row
To the whole sorry show
My man′s got a cold
Everybody's been told

Oh, he's so blue and woebegone
He don′t wanna get it on

My man′s got a cold

My man's got a bug
It′s a nasty little bug
And he's taken every drug
But they just won′t kill that bug

Now his worries might get worse
He's thinking about the hearse
My man′s got a bug
And it's got him in such a fug

Oh, is there nothing nobody can do?
Up against the man flu?

My man's got a cold

My man′s got a cough
It′s a stubborn kind of cough
And he just can't shake it off
It′s raspy and it's rough

He′s off his wine and bread
He even said no to head

My man's got it bad
Like nobody else has ever her
Oh, if he don′t come around soon
I just might have to put him down soon

My man's got a cold