It's spring in Minnesota, the tundra has turned green
My hair is blonde and curly and you are seventeen
I don't remember winter, did it come this year?
Life is good, so knock on wood,
and welcome to the show, my dear.
It's spring in Minnesota, the tundra has turned green
My hair is blonde and curly and you are seventeen
I don't remember winter, did it come this year?
Life is good, so knock on wood,
and welcome to the show, my dear.