Lyrics

Oy look at that snow – But that’s not what Sheehan said
It’s just so damn cold – But that’s not what Sheehan said
Commuting will be - We might miss a show or three
Not very nice – Just close your eyes up Rockville Pike

This blizzard is more than flurries - Side streets are sure to be buried
The snowstick is covered in white – That Under Armour must be too tight
Those models just leave me worried – Oh no, is that Jim Cantore!
The rock salt looks so shiny and bright - Give those boys hats from PTI

Those colleagues must think – Did you hear what Sheehan said?
This show really stinks- That can’t be what Sheehan said
He won’t shovel snow – Is that the Euro?
Or he’ll drop dead – His ticker just can’t take the stress
Jeannie sure seems suspicious – These Triscuits are sure delicious . . .
Her pencil’s writing everything down – It’s always worse on the wraparound

It’s so frickin’ cold . . .
Thanks, Thrifty Car Rental!!
That’s not what Sheehan said!


After the Frank Loesser tune, "Baby, It's Cold Outside"
(Thanks, as ever, to Kj in the wilds of MN, where it really IS so frickin' cold!)