HELL STARTS FREEZING

(Words and music by Allan Edward Ploth,
copyright 2014, all rights reserved.)

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Back in school, I played your fool. I wanted you bad, but you were just too cool.
I didn't stand a chance with you.
I carried your books and drove you around; all you ever did was stare me down.
And you told me, time and time again, just when I was gonna get to dance with you.

Well, hell starts freezing, hell starts freezing tonight.

Times have changed; now, ain't it strange how you and me got re-arranged?
I'm riding high and here to save the day.
So you feel stuck? Well, you're in luck. Your knight in shining armor and a pickup truck
Is coming 'round to lend a helping hand, sweep you off your feet, and take you away.

Well, hell starts freezing, hell starts freezing tonight.

The moon so bright, the river shines. Can you feel that breeze, Honey, smell them pines?
How's about me and you on a midnight rendezvous?

Well, that was nice; just the check will do. Here's a hundred; keep the rest for you.
What time does your shift get through?
I guess it's fate doing what it should: I got the money and you got the goods.
Well, I tell you what I'm gonna do: I'll come and get you when the Pope sh*** in the woods.

Well, hell starts freezing, hell starts freezing tonight.

allan ploth, songwriter