S.m.p. Lyrics - Goldfinger

There's something bout the 

Cold wind blowing across your face 

It's not the kill 

It's the thrill of the chase 

It's like being in bed with 

The girl of your dreams 

Or eating a pint of 

Ben & Jerry's ice cream 

Well you can kick me in the knee 

With your ski or your boot 

Well that's cool 

On your head all root 

This is something that 

I will always cherish 

Here to state the fact that 

Skiers Must Perish 

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