FROSTY BY THE FIRE
CLAY/FERRIS (C) 1999
I MADE AN ERROR JUDGMENT FRIDAY I STAYED OUT WAY TO LATE
WHEN I FINALLY CAME HOME I’M SORRY DIDN’T SET THINGS STRAIGHT
I ‘D SAY SHE SAW RIGHT THROUGH ME CAUSE HER LAWYERS SITTIN ON HOLD
AND IT’S FROSTY BY THE FIRE SINCE MY BABY LEFT ME COLD
I GUESS I THOUGHT THE CONSEQUENCES FOR ME HAVING SOME FUN
WOULD BE HER FUSSIN AT ME AND POUTIN LIKE SHE’S ALWAYS DONE
BUT SHE RAN TO HER MOMA'S SHE WAS SPELLING WHERE I COULD GO
NOW IT’S FROSTY BY THE FIRE SINCE MY BABY LEFT ME COLD
CHORUS
THE LOGS ARE STACKED UP TO THE HEARTH
THERE AINT A FIRE BIG ENOUGH ON EARTH
TO MELT THE RAGE OF A HEART BETRAYED
AND FROZEN UP WITH HURT
I HEAR THAT NOISY REFRIGERATOR I SWEAR IT HUMS IN G
IF I GOT UP AND KICKED IT I WONDER WOULD IT CHANGE IT’S KEY
THIS HOUSE IS GOTTEN LONELY LIVING SOLOS GETTING OLD
AND IT FROSTY BY THE FIRE SINCE MY BABY LEFT ME COLD
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