Lyrics

She’s a fan of the Pyrenees
Hits the slopes in minus 10 degrees
Grinding powder while you’re slicing cheese
But she can’t say thanks or please.

The slopes are rather chilly
But you’re safe and toasty
By the fire she keeps you company
But you can’t say thanks or please.

Expensive furniture, hot cars
But your heart’s in arrears.
Now you catch the bus to Whistler
Watch out you'll be kissin’ her.

Don’t fear the ski bunny
Put your number in her phone

Her Daddy’s got 3 three degrees
And a shiny silver Mercedes
She hosts his gala every January
But he can’t say thanks or please.

She loves her Hollywood movies
Never heard The Flamin’ Groovies
Brings a working-man to his knees.
But she can’t say thanks or please

Expensive furniture, hot cars
But your heart’s in arrears.
Now you catch the bus to Whistler
Watch out you’ll soon be kissin’ her.

Don’t fear the ski bunny
Put your number in her phone

Grab your keys for the ski-doo
There’s a storm coming in
Don’t fear the ski-bunny
But don’t make her your honey