Whitlams (The)
Winter Lovin
Walking in winter, not so many people out
Seems like I gotta find me a girl so we can't go out
Drop of whiskey, drop of ginger wine
Call it a whiskey mack and you can be mine Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin'
Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' for me Come spring I take my T-Shirt back off again
Walk around thinking I can feel the wind in my hair
Look at all the other people walking away from winter
I just hope they all got some winter lovin' like me Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin'
Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' for me Come Autumn I'm thinking 'bout winter again
Winter coming up to me, but I got no friend
Drinking whiskey macks and talking about it, that's not going to get me no big fat woman to keep me warm I gotta go out and meet 'em, not sit around the house singing shit like this Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin'
Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' for me It's all about me, me and winter and someone else
From Letras Mania