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Cold Ethyl
One thing I miss
Is cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss.
We met last night
Making love by the refrigerator light.
Ethyl, Ethyl,
Let me squeeze you in my arms.
Ethyl, Ethyl,
Come and freeze me with your charms.
One thing, no lie –
Ethyl's frigid as an Eskimo pie.
She's cool in bed,
She's gotta be 'cuz Ethyl's dead.
Come on, cold Ethyl, freeze me baby.
One thing – it's true,
Cold Ethyl I am stuck on you,
And everything is my way,
Ethyl don't have much to say.
Come here, cold Ethyl
What makes you so cold?...OO..So cold
Cold Ethyl, cold, cold Ethyl
If I live 'til 97,
You'll still be waiting
In refrigerator heaven,
Cuz you're cool, you're ice.
Cold Ethyl – you're my paradise.
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