Wade Giles Lyrics

Bold, cold, rubber lover

I've been made to feel this way again

She's got me crawling in my skin

Just looking for a way out

She leaves me for seven days

Misleading me in several different ways

And I just want to make up with her

Old enough to give and young enough to fade

In time we will live our lives this way

How do we divide the stories from the lines

We'll just have to try

Try, Try

My lady let me down my lady let me go

I said my lady dropped me off in Mexico

The stories still alright, the stories still in line

We can drive back home, baby, in one night

Said, old enough to give, and young enough to fake

In time we will live out lives this way

How do we divide the stories from the lines

We'll just have to try

Try, try, try, try, try, try

Try, try, try

Bold, cold, rubber lover

I've been made to feel this way again

She's got me crawling in my skin

Just looking for a way out

And she leaves me for seven days

Misleading me here in several different ways

And I just want to make up, whoa, with her

Whoa, with her