Oh, the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd since we've no place to goLet it snow, let it snow, let it snow Man, Man, it doesn't show signs of stoppingAnd I brought some corn for poppingThe lights are turned way down lowLet it snow, let it snow, let it snow When we finally kiss good- nightHow I'll hate going out in the stormBut if you really hold me tightAll the way ho..