Ski Chalet

Don't need that road to get back home
 But I take it anyway to help recall
 Times that which are not far away
 
 Back on the hill in the ski chalet
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 (oooh)
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 Now my friends have gone out into the world
 To take the horns of the bull
 I'm still here in this pit playing in the band
 With a little Houdini on my hand
 But when it pulls you in and wraps you up
 There's no reason you'd wanna grow old
 (oooh)
 Wait and see, the weekend brings
 All my friends back to me
 And when it drops, lap it up
 These times are few and far between
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 Now I can see the craze is in your face
 But that officers got a can of mace
 Maybe we should take it home and off to sleep
 And get this circus off the street
 But when it pulls you in and wraps you up
 There's no reason you'd wanna grow old
 (oooh)
 Wait and see, the weekend brings
 All my friends back to me
 And when it drops, lap it up
 These times are few and far between