Winter Lovin'-The Whitlams

Winter Lovin' - The Whitlams Walking in winter, not so many people out Seems like I gotta find me a girl so we can't go out Drop of whiskey, drop of ginger wine Call it a whiskey mack and you can be mine Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' for me Come spring I take my T-Shirt back off again Walk around thinking I can feel the wind in my hair Look at all the other people walking away from winter I just hope they all got some winter lovin' like me Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' for me Come Autumn I'm thinking 'bout winter again Winter coming up to me, but I got no friend Drinking whiskey macks and talking about it, that's not going to get me no big fat woman to keep me warm I gotta go out and meet 'em, not sit around the house singing sh*t like this Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' Winter lovin' - that's the best kind of lovin' for me It's all about me, me and winter and someone else Words & Music: Tim Freedman, Andy Lewis, Stevie Plunder Tim Freedman: vocals, piano Stevie Plunder: guitar, vocals Andy Lewis: bass, backing vocals Recorded live in September 1992 at Troy Horse Studios, Newtown