Common Cold

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Common cold
 Common cold
 Christmastime with the common cold
 Oh I won't go back
 And I'm never getting over this common cold
 They're much the same
 Heading home on a plane
 Lyin' on the border to avoid paying claims
 'Cause our bags are full of presents and it's Christmas all the same
 We just got home on a plane
 And I'm gonna kiss you nice, believe me
 Between your woven hands
 This cold is a nice excuse
 When your friends call to talk to you
 You can't go out, you say you're getting old
 Another thing I like about the common cold
 Nearly OD
 On Vitamin C
 You're standing in a lineup with a gift just for me
 And you wrap it up in newsprint with a bow quite naturally
 I won't even try to peek
 And I'm gonna kiss you nice, believe me
 Between your woven hands
 This cold is a nice excuse
 When your friends call to talk to you
 You can't go out, you say you're getting old
 Another thing I like about the common cold
 Common cold, common cold
 They've got a miracle cure or that's what you've been told
 Well let's not rush to remedy
 Come get warm in bed with me
 We'll pack dry heat
 And I'm gonna kiss you nice, believe me
 Between your swollen hand
 This cold is a nice excuse
 When your friends call to talk to you
 You can't go out, you say you're getting old
 Another thing I like about the common cold

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Duration
03:11
Key
7
Tempo
98 BPM

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