| Baby shaved her head and gone
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| Now she’s got black stockings on
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| I think she’s warmin' up to the ice age
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| Baby spreads her little wings
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| Now the boys say awful things
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| I think she’s warmin' up to the ice age
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| She’s got a heart and it’s on fire
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| But how would they know
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| This cool blue flame will only expire
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| Out here in the snow
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| She could melt the modern world
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| But she’s just a modern girl
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| I think she’s warmin' up to the ice age
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| Frozen like a punch bowl swan
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| Frozen like a mastodon
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| I think she’s warmin' up to the ice age
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| Maybe she’ll come back to me
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| In Ten Million years
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| And maybe I could make her see
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| It’s only a world of tears
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| Her survival kit contains
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| Lots of things to keep her brain
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| The proper distance from her heart
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| 'Cause that’s where all the trouble starts
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| Baby hasn’t figured yet
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| That one cold shoulder is all you get
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| One cold shoulder don’t stop no show
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| Cause baby we’re all Eskimos
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| I think she’s warmin' up to the ice age
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| I think she’s warmin' up to the ice age |