(GUITAR INTRO)
Some folks go to the motel and some folks go to the brush
And some folks go for that funky thing and some folks go for the rush
But I thought we had a real love filled with a common trust
Till your love slipped and I got hip now nothing ain't like it was
And we're traveling on
Thin ice, baby
Thin ice, baby
We're traveling on
Thin ice, baby
Thin ice
(HARP SOLO)
(GUITAR SOLO)
Some folks go to the motel and some folks go to the brush
And some folks go for that funky thing and some folks go for the rush
But I thought we had a real love filled with a common trust
Till your love slipped and I got hip now nothing ain't like it was
And we're traveling on
Thin ice, baby
Thin ice, baby
We're traveling on
Thin ice, baby
Thin ice
(HARP SOLO)
(GUITAR SOLO)
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