When I was a lad growing up in Minneapolis,
Howard Viken of WCCO radio used to sing a duet of this song at Christmas time every year. To do it right, you need a Scandinavian accent - pronounce all of the w's with a soft v and the short u's as "oo" (so up is pronounced "oop"), make "th" a hard sound (like a cross between "th" and "d") and short "a" like a short "o" (so "cat" sounds more like "cot"), and add sing it with a lilt.
WALKING IN MY WINTER UNDERWEAR (Novelty Parody)
(Written by Melinda Root / Fannie Zollicoffer)
Sleigh bells ring and I'm listening,
But I'm turning and twisting.
'Cause I'm itching up here,
And I'm scratching down there,
I'm walking in my winter underwear.
Now, the front is all battered,
And the back is is all tattered,
But, when I'm cold to the core,
I walk through the "trap door",
And up into my winter underwear.
Vell, I don't care if it rains or snows or freezes.
I yam so warm I yust don't give a hoot.
I put on all the stockings I can locate,
And I wear two pair of trousers with my suit.
But then I start to perspire
And then it sets me on fire.
'Cause I'm itching up here,
And I'm scratching down there,
I'm walking in my winter underwear.
Vinter snow is white and glistening,
But I'm turning and twisting.
I gotta scratch a little here,
I gotta scratch a little there.
I'm walking in my winter underwear.
I put my bathing suit away in moth balls,
And now I've got to adapt to snow balls.
Then I can't scratch my back;
I throw myself all aback.
I'm walking in my winter underwear.
Through rain and snow and ice I do not worry.
The winter come, I yust don't give a hoot.
My coat and hat and earmuffs keep my cozy
And I wear two pair of trousers with my suit.
But then to cope to other clothing,
Vell, the thing that I am loading,
Is when my face turn blue,
And contortions I go through,
Walking in my winter underwear.
They're from Sears-Rooobuuuck....
Walking in my winter underwear!
