Let it Snow, Let it Snow

LET IT SNOW

OH, THE WEATHER OUTSIDE IS FRIGHT- FUL, BUT THE FIRE IS SO DELIGHTFUL AND SINCE WE’VE NO PLACE TO GO,
LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW

MAN, IT DOESN’T SHOW SIGNS OF STOPPING; AND I’VE BROUGHT ME SOME CORN FOR POPPING
THE LIGHTS ARE TURNED WAY DOWN LOW. LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW

WHEN WE FINALLY KISS GOODNIGHT HOW I’LL HATE GOING OUT IN THE STORM
BUT IF YOU REALLY HOLD ME TIGHT ALL THE WAY HOME I’LL BE WARM

OH, THE FIRE IS SLOWLY DYING
AND, MY DEAR, WE’RE STILL GOODBYING BUT AS LONG AS YOU LOVE ME SO
LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW, AND SNOW