They're ringing the doorbell
He says, "Here I come."
It's easy to see that
They're gonna have fun
Peanuts and soda
Are there by the sofa
For eating

Back in the kitchen
He takes down a bag
Boy, are those kids
Ever gonna be glad!
Soon they will tell
And it's just by the smell
What he's heating

Here we lay near the fire
As he turns it up higher
We're feeling all right
It's a party tonight
Popcorn in the skillet in his hand

Can't you see we're delighted
All my friends are excited
The time of our lives
Is gonna happen tonight
Popcorn in the skillet in his hand

When we pop we will look just like snowmen
But for now we're still a golden brown
They'll put lots of butter
and some salt on
Then all the little kiddies wolf us down

When it's time we'll perspire
As we sit on the fire
Sweating a lot
While the oil is hot
Popping in the skillet in his hand