He hasn't dreamt of a white christmas for years
Because he knows the grass, it is much greener in southern hemispheres
He must be a very confused bird
Because at the first sign of snowfall he'll spread his wings and up and fly north
I am sick of this Missouri winter, 'cause I'm Mr. Heat Miser
She is the oddball of her family
She spends three quarters of the year living under palm trees
But, when the solstice has come and gone
She will run to home like a winter hare camouflaged in the snow
Will I give up Kansas in December, and resign as the Snow Miser?
What I give for her touch (What I would give for his touch)
To freeze in her cold, winter clutch (To melt in his warm, summer love)
I'd suffer a feverish cough (I would burn just because)
She's (he's) too much
It's too much to ask of a girl (boy) who has spent
One year and some change as my other half, my polar opposite
I only fear that the Autumn will come
And just like in Springtime the seasons will fall and they'll sunder our love
We'll never compromise with one another, without help from Mother Nature
This Southtown will be yours to make a winter, my sacrifice to Mother Nature