| & the neoprene on my skin, a familiar warmth to the cold,
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| Making memories out of dusty rooms, out of dusty roads,
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| So when the winter comes, when the winter comes around love,
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| I’m going to find myself a good woman and then I’ll settle down,
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| Oh the taste of the nicotine on your tongue doesn’t seem so bad anymore,
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| But the things that it’s doing to your lungs is kinda hard to ignore,
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| So when the winter comes, when the winter comes around,
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| I’m going to find myself a good woman, then I’ll settle down,
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| When winter comes around,
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| & the neoprene on your skin, a familiar warmth to your tones,
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| but I’m asking reasons why,
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| despite all of my best efforts & I was only gone days at a time but you,
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| So when the winter comes, when the winter comes around,
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| I’m going to find myself a good woman, then I’ll settle down,
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| & the taste of the nicotine on your tongue doesn’t seem so bad anymore,
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| But the things that it’s doing to your lungs is kinda hard to ignore,
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| So when the winter comes, when the winter comes around,
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| I’m going to find myself a good woman, then I’ll settle down,
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| When winter comes around. |