Yeti Song (Marlin Spike Werner) Beyond the Ganges River In the mountains of Nepal There lives my hairy yeti, She's the fairest of them all. She's lissom and curvatious And as Yeti's go, she's tall She's my hirsute mountain beauty She's the fairest of them all. Full my heart and gone my reason We have love for every season She's my own, my hairy yeti, Fairest of them all. Her hair is like angora From the first cold nip of fall But in summer, when she's moulting She has nothing on at all. Her smile is lost in hairiness, Her nose is cute and small, And her eyebrows are so shaggy I can't see her eyes at all. Full my heart and gone my reason Love finds fire in any season, She's my hairy yeti, She's the fairest of them all. High up on Sagarmatha When the cold is hard and blue And the wind is icy needles And I'm frozen thru and thru My ever-loving Yeti Takes me up in her embrace: The warmth of her four bosoms Draws the frostbite from my face. Full my heart and gone my reason Love finds fire in any season, She's my hairy yeti, She's the fairest of them all. She wraps me with her coziness Against the chill monsoon, Or we sit in summer twilight Singing lovesongs to the moon. She's an international heroine-- Holds Asia in her thrall; She's an undisputed citizen Of China and Nepal. Full my heart and gone my reason We have love for every season; She's my own, my hairy Yeti, She's the fairest of them all. Alternate CHORUS: Salute the flag and throw confetti China made the first spaghetti She's my own, my hairy yeti, Fairest of them all. Copyright 1982, by Marlin Spike Werner SW
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