Cold Girls

[Verse 1 — cocky, rhythmic] Snow on the table, chalk on my hand Pink heels clicking like I own the damn land Eight ball waiting, neon half-dead You brought your best shot? Cute. Go ahead. Cold room, hot lights, somebody stare I break the rack and ruin your prayer Don't need a crowd, don't need a scene Just me looking dangerous in bubblegum pink [Pre-Chorus] One shot — clean hit Two shots — that's it You came in talking big Now watch this [Chorus] Cold girls do it better Ice-cold attitude Cold girls stick together And we look damn good doing it too Hey! Cold girls, make it colder Turn that neon blue You can keep your summer We're much more fun at minus two [Verse 2] Frost on the jukebox, snow at the door Nobody's been here since '84 I found the lights, I found the cue Now this dead little joint has something to do [Bridge — spoken/sung swagger] Rack 'em. Chalk it. Line it up straight. Smile for me, sweetheart— You're about to lose eight. [Final Chorus] Cold girls do it better Ice-cold attitude Cold girls stick together And we look damn good doing it too Cold girls! Make it colder! Pink heels, bad news You can keep your summer— We got better things to do.