Momus
Orion
Ice princess, ice princess, ice princess, ice princess

No sex last night
She made a wigwam in the bed and said I don't feel right
No sex last night
She made a fortress out of snow, an Alcatraz of ice
No sex last night
It got so cold in bed I went down to the forest
And I flirted with that sprite, the wicked witch of the western night
Beneath the northern lights

Ice princess, I leave my fingerprints on ice princess
Ice princess, I'll leave my underpants on
Under your dress

No sex last night
We drove cross-country in a rental car and went all night
No sex last night
The Blue Ridge mountains were a matress and the road was white
No sex last night
No conversation, but the constellation of Orion seemed to burn especially bright
Beyond the northern lights

Why won't anyone love me
The dirty way I want to be loved
And why won't anyone love me
The filthy way I crave to be loved
Ice princess, I leave my fingerprints on ice princess
Ice princess, I'll leave my underpants on
Under your dress