Lyrics
Your nose is runnin'
Your nose is running
And your eyes are red
Your eyes are red
Your head is achin'
Your head is aching
You'd be better in bed
You would be better off resting in bed
From the bottom of your fever
Refers to the intensity of the fever from head to toes
To the throbbing in your toes
Describes the intense sensation in the toes due to the cold
You've got a cold
Emphasizes the presence of a cold
You've got a cold
Reiteration of having a cold
You're searching madly
Actively seeking a remedy for the cold
To find a cure
Despite the search, no cure is found
But the mercury's rising
The body temperature is rising
To a hundred and four
The fever is at a dangerously high level
You've got a beauty, a bad ass
Describes the severity of the cold
The mother of them all
Highlights the extreme nature of the cold
You've got a cold
Reiterates the presence of a cold
You've got a cold
Reiteration of having a cold
Ain't no use in fightin' it
Advises acceptance of the cold instead of resisting
Get into bed and try to sweat it out
Suggests getting into bed to alleviate symptoms
Hot toddies won't help you
Hot toddies and warm blankets are ineffective remedies
Warm blankets won't sweat it out
Reinforces that warm blankets won't help
Inhalants just choke you
Inhalants are not beneficial and may be uncomfortable
Hot flushes will tell you
Hot flushes indicate the severity of the cold
Anyway you've got it
Confirmation of having a cold
Ain't no doubt about it
Acknowledges the certainty of having a cold
Nothin' new about
Asserts that having a cold is not a new experience
You can scream and shout it
Expresses frustration but acceptance of the situation
Hot toddies won't help you
Reiteration of the ineffectiveness of hot toddies
Warm blankets won't sweat it out
Reinforces that warm blankets won't alleviate the cold
Inhalants just choke you
Emphasizes that inhalants are not a solution
Hot flushes will tell you
Hot flushes continue to indicate the severity
Anyway you've got it
Confirms the inevitability of having a cold
Ain't no doubt about it
Reaffirms the certainty of having a cold
Nothin' new about
States that having a cold is not a novel experience
You can't fight it
Acceptance that the cold cannot be fought
Foreign bodies in your Kleenex
Mentions the presence of foreign bodies in tissues
You've got no taste at all
Loss of taste due to the severity of the cold
While your system is dyin'
While the body is struggling, the viruses are thriving
The bugs are havin' a ball
Reiterates the severity of the cold
You've got a beauty, a bad ass
Describes the cold as a formidable force
The mother of them all
Highlights the extreme nature of the cold
You've got a cold
Reiteration of having a cold
You've got a cold
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