Cold Sweat ( Thin Lizzy ) Marcus Nimbler

Cold Sweat performed and programming by Marcus Nimbler written by John Sykes, Phil Lynott Special thanks to the lovely Neta Alchimister Cold Sweat - Lyrics I put my money in a 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 pretty slim I feel so lucky on the inside I feel I’m gonna 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 pays double And I got me a heavy bet Cold, cold sweat I put my money in a suitcase They say chances on the outside I got a whole months wages Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat Stone cold crazy Place another bet