Looks like we're snowed in again,
You, me and a bottle of two-bit gin.

You get some glasses,
I'll light the fire,
Then sit here beside me
And we'll kindle desire.

'Cause it looks like we're snowed in again,
You, me and a bottle of two-bit gin.

Nothing to stop us
From lovin' all night;
Come lay down beside me
And put out the light.

We're going to be snowed in again,
You, me and a bottle of two-bit gin.

PKD
1980