You've Got a Cold lyrics

Your nose is running

And your eyes are red

Your head is aching

You'd be better in bed

From the bottom of your fever

To the throbbing in your toes

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

You're searching madly

To find a cure

But the mercury's rising

To a hundred and four

You've got a beauty, a bad-ass

The mother of them all

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

Ain't no use in fighting it

Get into bed and try to sweat it out

Hot toddies won't help you

Warm blankets won't sweat it out

Inhalants just choke you

Hot flushes will tell you

Anyway you've got it

Ain't no doubt about it

Nothing new about it

You can scream and shout it

Hot toddies won't help you

Warm blankets won't sweat it out

Inhalants just choke you

Hot flushes will tell you

Anyway you've got it

Ain't no doubt about it

Nothing new about it

You can't fight it

Foreign bodies in your Kleenex

You've got no taste at all

While your system is dying

The bugs are having a ball

You've got a beauty, a bad-ass

The mother of them all

You've got a cold

You've got a cold

• Artist:10cc
• Album:Deceptive Bends