| Oh, the weather outside is frightful, |
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But the fire is so delightful, |
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And since we've no place to go, |
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Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. |
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It doesn't show signs of stopping, |
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And I brought some corn for popping. |
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The lights are turned way down low, |
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Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. |
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When we finally kiss good night, |
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How I'll hate going out in the storm, |
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But if you really hold me tight, |
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All the way home I'll be warm. |
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The fire is slowly dying, |
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And, my dear, we're still goodbying, |
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But as long as you love me so, |
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Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. |
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