| Song | Snow |
| Artist | Patricia Barber |
| Album | The Cole Porter Mix |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Do you think of me like snow | |
| Cool, slippery and white? | |
| Do you think of me like jazz | |
| As hip as black as night? | |
| Do you think of me like linen | |
| Summer sheets on which you sleep? | |
| Do you think of me like ink | |
| Skinny words you want to keep? | |
| Do you think of me like fat | |
| Irresistible as cream? | |
| On your lips, on your hips | |
| Like chocolate or like a dream | |
| Ohh, to be the moon | |
| A diamond you can't resist | |
| The space between the stars | |
| Do you think of me like this? | |
| Do you think of me like crack | |
| Illegally refined? | |
| Sunglass for your eyes | |
| Do you think that love is blind? | |
| Do you think of me like salt? | |
| Do you taste me in your tears? | |
| Do you think of me like oil? | |
| Filthy rich, my dear | |
| I think of you like food | |
| I think of you like wine | |
| I shouldn't lick my fingers | |
| I'm drinking all the time | |
| I think of you like paint | |
| Flesh tones and pink | |
| I think of you like rhyme | |
| So much it makes me think | |
| I'm mad about you | |
| Do you think of me like sand | |
| Warm southern fire? | |
| Take me with you in the dark | |
| And secret in your mind | |
| Do you think of me like snow | |
| School starting in the fall? | |
| Do you think of me in spring | |
| Do you think of me at all? |
| Do you think of me like snow | |
| Cool, slippery and white? | |
| Do you think of me like jazz | |
| As hip as black as night? | |
| Do you think of me like linen | |
| Summer sheets on which you sleep? | |
| Do you think of me like ink | |
| Skinny words you want to keep? | |
| Do you think of me like fat | |
| Irresistible as cream? | |
| On your lips, on your hips | |
| Like chocolate or like a dream | |
| Ohh, to be the moon | |
| A diamond you can' t resist | |
| The space between the stars | |
| Do you think of me like this? | |
| Do you think of me like crack | |
| Illegally refined? | |
| Sunglass for your eyes | |
| Do you think that love is blind? | |
| Do you think of me like salt? | |
| Do you taste me in your tears? | |
| Do you think of me like oil? | |
| Filthy rich, my dear | |
| I think of you like food | |
| I think of you like wine | |
| I shouldn' t lick my fingers | |
| I' m drinking all the time | |
| I think of you like paint | |
| Flesh tones and pink | |
| I think of you like rhyme | |
| So much it makes me think | |
| I' m mad about you | |
| Do you think of me like sand | |
| Warm southern fire? | |
| Take me with you in the dark | |
| And secret in your mind | |
| Do you think of me like snow | |
| School starting in the fall? | |
| Do you think of me in spring | |
| Do you think of me at all? |
| Do you think of me like snow | |
| Cool, slippery and white? | |
| Do you think of me like jazz | |
| As hip as black as night? | |
| Do you think of me like linen | |
| Summer sheets on which you sleep? | |
| Do you think of me like ink | |
| Skinny words you want to keep? | |
| Do you think of me like fat | |
| Irresistible as cream? | |
| On your lips, on your hips | |
| Like chocolate or like a dream | |
| Ohh, to be the moon | |
| A diamond you can' t resist | |
| The space between the stars | |
| Do you think of me like this? | |
| Do you think of me like crack | |
| Illegally refined? | |
| Sunglass for your eyes | |
| Do you think that love is blind? | |
| Do you think of me like salt? | |
| Do you taste me in your tears? | |
| Do you think of me like oil? | |
| Filthy rich, my dear | |
| I think of you like food | |
| I think of you like wine | |
| I shouldn' t lick my fingers | |
| I' m drinking all the time | |
| I think of you like paint | |
| Flesh tones and pink | |
| I think of you like rhyme | |
| So much it makes me think | |
| I' m mad about you | |
| Do you think of me like sand | |
| Warm southern fire? | |
| Take me with you in the dark | |
| And secret in your mind | |
| Do you think of me like snow | |
| School starting in the fall? | |
| Do you think of me in spring | |
| Do you think of me at all? |