Webb Wilder – Cold Front lyrics

New York woman
Got the rich girl blues
She can do anything she wants
Can't find nothin' to do
She goes thru bars
Like a thru cars
Yes you do

New York woman
She got the penthouse view
I can see bad weathere comin'
Storm clouds billowin' through
She drinks the Don Perigon
Like it was orange juice

Well there's a cold front movin' in
Some real bad weather
Just around the bend
I'm thinkin' about
Migratin' south
There's a cold front movin' in

Aweful woman's cookin'
It tastes like monkey stew
But she got the receipie
For the whang-dang-doo
Now there's a nip in the air
There's a chill in the thrill
Well are we through?

Now there's a cold front movin' in
Some real bad weather
Just around the bend
I'm thinkin' about
Migratin' south
There's a cold front movin' in

Get this
I'm just a yard dog
Unacustomed to sleepin' by your fire
And momma if you put me out
I'll wake you neighbors howl snd scratch
And cry enough to die

Highrise woman
She got a downtown view
Her daddy's head cook and bottle washer
At a bank or two
She lives to shock her momma
And momma don't like you know who

Well there's a cold front movin' in
Some real bad weather
Just around the bend
I'm thinkin' about
Migratin' south
There's a cold front movin' in... Yeah

Now there a cold front movin' in
Frosty man frosty
I said a cold front movin' in
There's a cold front
There's a cold front movin' in... Aww yeah