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


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 tonight