Six More Weeks of Winter

Well there's this Groundhog
Of high repute, and social station
He's even got a little groundhog house, and everything

And on February second
He'll emerge to great anticipation
And prophesy the certainty of Spring

Where giddy crowds with fingers crossed
All hope to hear that winter's frost
Will soon give way to March and morning dew

So he knows he's important
When he steps out on that morning
All rested up and feeling good as new

It wouldn't be half bad, though
If he sees his shadow
Cause I wouldn't mind

Six more weeks of winter
Eating popcorn for dinner
Watching zombie flicks and sleeping next to you

And I could use some pancake mornings
Listening to snow-fall warnings
Saying it's cold out there, so stay home and make due

I wouldn't mind, wouldn't you?

I used to pack my things
As the winter months grew near
I'd tuck my tail and split for warmer climes

And I'd hoist a margarita
As they'd ring in the new year
Cause I got wise and left the cold behind

Oh but I think this time
I really wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind

Six more weeks of winter
Eating popcorn for dinner
Watching zombie flicks and sleeping next to you

And I could use some pancake mornings
Listening to snow-fall warnings
Saying it's cold out there, so stay home and make due

I wouldn't mind six more weeks of winter
Eating popcorn for dinner
Watching zombie flicks and sleeping next to you

And I could use some pancake mornings
Listening to snow-fall warnings
Saying it's cold out there, so stay home and make due

I wouldn't mind, wouldn't you?