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I put my money in the suitcase

And headed for the big race

I felt a chill on my backbone

As I hung up the telephone

Chorus

Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat

Running down the back of my neck

To lose means trouble, to win pays double

And I got me a heavy bet

Cold, cold sweat

They say chances on the outside

Are looking pretty slim

I’ve been so lucky on the inside

I feel I’m going to win

Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat

Running down the back of my neck

Take a little money., there’s nothing left to lose

And I got me a heavy bet

Cold, cold sweat

I’ve got a whole month’s wages

I haven’t seen that much in ages

I might spend it in stages

And move out to Las Vegas

Repeat

Cold, cold sweat

I put my money in the suitcase

They say chances on the outside

I got a whole month’s wages

Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat

Stone cold crazy

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