The heat is on - it's heating up my flat
But outside it is friggin' cold, all right
And when that wind blows, when that wind, when that ...
It's brrrrracing, makes you shiver, not with fright
But what a great day if you are a kite
However, I'm no kite, all too human
I'm afraid, and I'll spend another night
Safely indoors. Meanwhile, Louis has gone
Out into the cold to play football. Don't
Expect me to feel jealous - my eye's not
Green, but green and brown, and it's seeing right
Again, after my cold made my sight wane
And my knees ache! But now I'm OK, sat
Here, about to strum once more. Things are great!
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