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.