Ski Chalet

Don't need that road to get back home

But I take it anyway to help recall

Times that which are not far away

Back on the hill in the ski chalet

(oooh)

Now my friends have gone out into the world

To take the horns of the bull

I'm still here in this pit playing in the band

With a little Houdini on my hand

But when it pulls you in and wraps you up

There's no reason you'd wanna grow old

(oooh)

Wait and see, the weekend brings

All my friends back to me

And when it drops, lap it up

These times are few and far between

Now I can see the craze is in your face

But that officers got a can of mace

Maybe we should take it home and off to sleep

And get this circus off the street

But when it pulls you in and wraps you up

There's no reason you'd wanna grow old

(oooh)

Wait and see, the weekend brings

All my friends back to me

And when it drops, lap it up

These times are few and far between