Cold 7

I am seven, I am wise I count the legs on all the flies Daddy's newspaper never turns Mommy sets a plate too far They do nothing! They do nothing! Shut the door, turn the light! Cold, cold, cold tonight! Shut the door, turn the light! Cold, cold, cold tonight! One, two, look at you Three, four, on the floor I see someone crying loud I just walk into the crowd They do nothing! I do nothing! Shut the door, turn the light! Cold, cold, cold tonight! Shut the door, turn the light! Cold, cold, cold tonight! Monkey see, monkey do... I am small, I am like you. Hands in pockets, eyes on the wall Spinning 'round and 'round and 'round... Shut the door, turn the light! Cold, cold, cold tonight! Shut the door, turn the light! Cold, cold, cold tonight! Cold... Cold... Cold.