Keep Them Cold Icy Fingers Off of Me

Music playing Hill Johnson was a fella I believe in things of science He used to dream about When he went to bed at night And when he dreamed about it Even nearly always tell He'd just roll back to cover And jump right out of here Keep them cold Eyes and fingers all for me

Keep them cold as the fingers of me I don't mind him making bones, I can stand him holly grown Keep them cold as the fingers of me Bill went to see the doctor, had a misery in his chest The doctor looked up and said, take off that cold face He started tapping on his ribs and gave Bill such a shout

He just grabbed that doctor and said, now look at here, don't keep them cold As you fingers hold me Keep them cold as you fingers hold me You make your make to me When you're powders and you're filled, keep them cold Last pain, you're loving me One night when Bill was passing, a graveyard on you

Something gristened, wiped out and made to grab a bill I'll bill said you make it to me, but I'll make it to your banks Before we start to travel, let me make one last quick Keep them cold, massive fingers over me Keep them cold, massive fingers over me You may run me out of breath, you may scare me half the day

But keep them cold, massive fingers over me