Icy fingers without a home Cause of mittens that were never sewn Last year When they got a tear
But its too cold outside tonight For fingers to put up a fight Against the wind the snow the air is white
But I know of a place Where its nice and warm there's no one home You could change your plans I'll warm your hands You won't need your mittens tonight
Your hat fell off when you crossed the street And a car ran it over with its muddy feet And now your ears can only hear the cold
You should have put your long johns on But its too late now and your legs are gone You can't feel them they're frozen to the bone
So won't you come on up to my room There's a fire lit you'll warm up soon You'll have no regrets when I warm your legs You won't need your long underwear
I know of a place Where its nice and warm there's no one home You could change your plans I'll warm your hands You won't need your mittens tonightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
