Cold Blooded Boogie

Well, I'm real cold-blooded
'Cause my baby isn't true
Yes, I'm real cold-blooded
'Cause my baby isn't true
She's somewhere with another man
And that will never do

Yes, something's gotta be done
And I guess it's up to me
Yes, something's gotta be done
And I guess it's up to me
Well, I'm tired of being cheated
And filled with so much misery

Well, I let you have your way
But you ran it in the ground
Yes, I let you have your way
But you ran it in the ground
Now everybody says
I'm the laughing stock of town

Well, I'm sorry, baby
I can't put up with this
Yes, I'm sorry, baby
Can't put up with this
You can have your walking papers
This is one thing I insist

Well, you had your chance
But you didn't use your head
Yes, you had your chance
But you didn't use your head
You made me cold-blooded
And I mean every word I said