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Cold Shoulder - Squeeze

Written by：Chris Difford/Glenn Tilbrook

My head was stuck

In the cat flap on the door

Where I could see

Her walking on the kitchen floor

Down on my knees

Just like a dog

Begging for scraps

That she said she hadn't got

She took her pen

And poked me in the eye

As through the lock

I looked to see my world inside

I kicked and swore

Void of all brain

I couldn't see

That I was the one to blame

Cold shoulder

Like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge

Cold shoulder

She had laid the plans where we built our bridge

To a better life

Cold shoulder

I had been chased

By a hairbrush that she threw

Life was blurred when

The hand of fate came into view

It smacked my face

I was released

I came back home

Where life became a feast

Cold shoulder

Like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge

Cold shoulder

She had laid the plans where we built our bridge

To a better life

Cold shoulder

It smacked my face

I was released

I came back home

Where life became a feast

Cold shoulder

Like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge

Cold shoulder

She had laid the plans where we built our bridge

To a better life

Cold shoulder

Cold shoulder

Cold shoulder

Then I fell over

Into a bush