Whitlams 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 and 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... 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'.... It's all about me, me and winter, and someone else
