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