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.