Four Things - Cows

You’re hands never get cold

They’re always in my pockets

You’ve got a picture of Fort Knox in your locket

You say what’s mine is ours and don’t knock it

You’d better know

You’d better know

That’s one thing

That’s one thing

The pots and pans start to fly whenever I upset you

I know it’s partly my fault

Yeah, because I let you

But it’s no joke

This stuff on my head ain’t ketchup

You’d better know

You’d better know

That’s two things

That’s two things

Now your stomach is big but I didn’t do it

Just who did the whole town’s trying to intuit

All my friends have been in there, out there, through it

You’d better know

You’d better know

That’s three things

That’s three things

I still remember our first sweet kiss

Now all I get is bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

You didn’t know it’s a timebomb when you lit it

I tried to tell you to stop

No, you wouldn’t listen

Who’s gonna clean up this mess when I turn up missing

You’d better know

You’d better know

That’s four things

That’s four things