It's cold outside

It gets so hot in here

The boys and girls collide

To the music in my ear.

I hear the children crying

And I know it's time to go

I hear the children crying

Take me home.

A painted face

And I know we haven't long

We thought that we had the answers

It was the questions we had wrong.

I hear the children crying

And I know it's time to go

I hear the children crying

Take me home.

Say so, say so

Say so, say so.