Paroles: Say Hi To Your Mom. Discosadness. Blizzard.

The bliss your hair and count
And the blizzard that came and left
And we played twister till our joints got sore
again
And I need to take it off
And for a little while
And I need to take it off
We watched it all covered white
Yea we thought the moon beams froze that night
And we played twister till our joints got sore
Again
And I need to take it off
And for a little while
And I need to take it off
And I need to take it off
And for a little while
And I need to take it off