Cold
Shoulder (Difford/Tilbrook)
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My head was stuck in the cat flap on the door
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Where I could see her walking on the kitchen floor
Em Am
Down on my knees, Just like a dog
F#m B
Begging for scraps, that she said she hadn't got
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She took her pen & poked me in the eye
As through the lock I looked to see my world inside
I kicked & swore, void of all brain
I couldn't see that I was the one to blame
Em
Chorus: Cold Shoulder, like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge
Am
Cold Shoulder, she had laid the plans were we built our bridge
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To a better life, Cold Shoulder
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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.
Chorus:
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Em Am
It smacked my face, I was released
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I cam back home, where life became a feast.
Chorus:
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Cold Shoulder, Cold Shoulder
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Then I fell over, Into a bush
Transcribed by Neil David
Kearsley. Corrections & comments welcome.