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The Crabs - Snow In Summertime lyrics

Think about the Snow In Summertime
You know it never feels quite right
The ice should have melted months ago
When we're alone, it's 45 below

Now you say you're on it
Sit down and write me a sonnet
But it's too late, anyway

The president drinks turpentine
That explains his breath
But what's on your mind?
Our addresses don't read the same
You packed your bags
But you left behind the blame

Now you say you're on it
Sit down and write me a sonnet
But it's too late, anyway