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Bundle up, guys and gals. The ol' trofster is spinning this platter for all you snowbound snuggle-bunnies in the northeast.
The weather outside is frightful But the fire is so delightful Oh, since we've no place to go Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Well it doesn't show signs of stopping But we've got some corn for popping And the lights are turned way down low Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
When we finally kiss goodnight How I hate going out in the storm But as long as you hold me tight All the way home I'll be warm
Well the fire is slowly dying But my dear we're still goodbye-ing And as long as you love me so Let it snow, let it snow (let it snow) Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow (let it snow)
When we finally kiss goodnight How I hate going out in the storm But as long as you hold me tight All the way home I'll be warm
Oh the fire is slowly dying But my dear we're still goodbye-ing And as long as you love me so Let it snow, let it snow (let it snow) Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
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