| Ice age
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| Don’t cry baby
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| 'Cause we’ll ride it where it goes
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| And we’ll dress up for the cold
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| There’s gonna be nice days
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| In the ice age
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| And I learned when I was in school
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| It only moves an inch or two
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| Every other day
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| So I think we’ll be okay
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| There’s gonna be nice days
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| In the ice age
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| And there’s little left to say
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| That our love won’t melt away
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| So have another glass of wine
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| And I think it will be fine
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| There’s gonna be nice days
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| In the ice age, oh yeah
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| And the saddest thing would be Is if you up and said to me That you’re tired of running scared
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| And you really don’t care
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| About the ice age, baby
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| So maybe we lie down
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| And we kiss there on the ground
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| As we’re taken by the ice
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| And in fact it might be nice
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| There’s gonna be nice days
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| In the ice age
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| And in ten thousand year’s time
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| When we’re found there still entwined
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| In a near-eternal kiss
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| That would impress the scientists
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| There’s gonna be nice days
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| In the ice age |