It's cold outside
It gets so hot in here
The boys and girls collide
There's 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

Hear the children crying
And I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying
Take me home

Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song

(La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la)
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la

Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song