The Blizzard Songtext
von Boxer

Oh how the snow blew
But the thought of you
Set me alight
I knew I′d have to stop
And ask someone where I could spend the night

Nobody told me that I was supposed to be
Nobody pointed out that I'd come in to rest my weary
All kinds of crazy scenes ran bare before my eyes

Yeah the ladies from the whorehouse
With their big red lips and the gaily painted thighs

You could have knocked me flat
As the door swung back
And out stepped in
I stood there nose to nose
With a girl named Rose
Professing sin


Stretched out on a table with a leg in the air
A lady from my home combed her multi-colored hair
Her tables wearing nothing but a look of sweet surprise

Yeah the ladies from the whorehouse
With their big red lips and the gaily painted thighs

Outside the blizzard howled
My poor old car was almost covered
Inside it was getting hard
To tell one from the other
Everybody smelled so nice
Smiled and ate big size

Yeah the ladies from the whorehouse
With their big red lips and the gaily painted thighs

Outside the blizzard howled
My poor old car was almost covered
Inside it was getting hard
To tell one from the other
Everybody smelled so nice
Smiled and ate big size

Yeah the ladies from the whorehouse
With their big red lips and the gaily painted thighs