S.M.P. Lyrics

There's something bout the

Cold wind blowing across your face

It's not the kill

It's the thrill of the chase

It's like being in bed with

The girl of your dreams

Or eating a pint of

Ben & Jerry's ice cream
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Well you can kick me in the knee

With your ski or your boot

Well that's cool

On your head all root

This is something that

I will always cherish

Here to state the fact that

Skiers Must Perish