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