Back to the start, you're back in line
You slipped away to the coast
You hid your eggs from Fabergé
They say you're startin' to boast
It must be cold outside
I think you need an alibi
It must be cold outside
I think you need
Keys in your hand, are you paranoid?
Is that the phone in the bar?
You see the lights of a Chevrolet
He's getting out of his car
It must be cold outside
I think you need an alibi
They say you have his eyes
He's gonna cut you down to size
Just took her out of the car
Just wait
Just checked yourself, it's too late, boy
That can wait
They can say whatever they say
Oh, here you are, protégé
My summersault
Oh, here you are, protégé
My summersault
My summersault
My summersault
My summersault
My summersault
It must be cold outside
I think you need an alibi
They say you have his eyes
He's gonna cut you down to size
