Bearskin Rug

Hey you, yea you standing there in the snow
come in from the chill, leave the ice behind
but bring in some wood with those chiseled abs,
we're gonna need a lot of that while I light
the fire, make it roar and crackle in the hearth.

Hey you, yea you, come sit by the fire,
join me with these down pillow and on the bearskin
rug, shake the snow off those clothes, strip
off the wet layers, hang them by the fireplace,
you won't need those where we're going.

Hey you, yea you, come kiss these fire red lips,
wrap a quilt around our shoulders, sip
the best pinot noir in the cabinet, lay
me down on this bearskin rug, spend the night
with me by the fire as it crackles and burns.