It's cold outside,nowhere to run,
Tiny invisible hands creeping,they aren't much fun
Chills creeping around,hiding in the corners
I feel like I'm a foreigner
Don't know how to act
A scary fact
But as long as Chip is by my side
Everything is all right
Tiny invisible hands creeping,they aren't much fun
Chills creeping around,hiding in the corners
I feel like I'm a foreigner
Don't know how to act
A scary fact
But as long as Chip is by my side
Everything is all right