Cold Sweat Lynott Sykes Lyrics

Cold Sweat Lynott Sykes lyrics

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I put my money in the suitcase

And headed for the big race

I felt a chill on my backbone

As I hung up the telephone



Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat

Running down the back of my neck

To lose means trouble, to win pays double

And I got me a heavy bet



Cold, cold sweat



They say chances on the outside

Are looking very slim

I've been so lucky on the inside

I feel I'm going to win



Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat

Running down the back of my neck

Take a little money, there's nothing left to lose

And I got me a heavy bet



Cold, cold sweat



I've got me a whole month's wages

I haven't seen that much in ages

I might spend it in stages

And move out to Las Vegas



Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat

Running down the back of my neck

To lose means trouble, to win means double

And I got me a heavy bet



Cold, cold sweat



I put my money in the suitcase

They say chances on the outside

I got a whole months wages



Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat

Stone cold crazy

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