The weather outside is frightful
But my abs and chest are delightful
And since I’ve got no place to go
Let it ‘O’, let it ‘O, let it ‘O’
It doesn’t show signs of stoppin’’
Your pants are going to be droppin’
I’m gonna turn the lights down low
Take it slow, take it slow, take it slow
Oh, the fire is slowly dying
And your baby’s started a-cryin’
This bad boy wants to go
Tell me no, tell me no, tell me no