Ice Orkestra

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My Snow-eyed love!
Come dance in a round!
Jump into the New!
We're loving the sound!
My snow-eyed girl!
Come wind up the game!
Cos' without you
We're melting away! Away! Away!

Frost bites, red cheeks,
crispy and wild...
Smoke that air,
Get high on that smile!
How I'd like
to take a hike
inside your fur
and dance,
and dance,
and dance! Yeah!

My Snow-eyed love!
Come dance in a round!
Jump into the New!
We're loving the sound!
My snow-eyed girl!
Come wind up the game!
Cos' without you
We're melting away! Away! Away!


You know, they said,
'Rock'n'roll is dead.'
Well... let 'em know,
he just went for a smoke.
He's doing "minus 30"
bouncing off her
lips,
ribs,
hips,
oops...
He's freshened up kids!!!
Now,

Frost bites, red cheeks,
crispy and wild...
Smoke that air,
Get high on that smile!
How I'd like
to take a hike
inside your fur
and dance,
and dance,
and dance! Yeah!

My Snow-eyed love!
Come dance in a round!
Jump into the New!
We're loving the sound!
My snow-eyed girl!
Come wind up the game!
Cos' without you
We're melting away! Away! Away!

na-na-na...


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