Your nose is ra*...unnin'
And your eyes are red
Your he...ad is achin'
You'd be better in be...e.e.e..d
From the bottom of your fever
To the throbbing in your toes
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
You're searching madly
To find a cuo....o....re
But the mercury's ra...ising
To a hundred and fo...o.o.o..ur
You've got a beauty,
a bad ass
The mother of them all
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
Ain't no use
in fightin' it
Get into bed
and try
to sweat it out
Hot toddies
won't help you
Warm blankets
won't sweat it out
Inhalants just choke you
Hot flushes will tell you
Anyway you've got it
Ain't no doubt about it
Nothin' new about
You can scream and shout it
Hot toddies won't help you
Warm blankets won't sweat it out
Inhalants just choke you
Hot flushes will tell you
Anyway you've got it
Ain't no doubt about it
Nothin' new about
You
can't
fight
it
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Foreign bodies in your Kleene.....x
You've got no taste at a0...o..o.o..ll
While your system is dya....i..i.i..in'
The bugs are havin' a bao...ll
You've got a
beauty,
a bad ass
The mother
of them all
You've got a
co....o....o..o.....ld
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
You've got a
cold
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