There's something bout the cold wind blowin across a'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 eatin a pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream Well you can kick me in the D with your skate or your boot Well that's cool, when your heads are loose This is something that I will always cherish Skaters hate the fact that Skiers Must Perish!