Christmas in (a northern state)

WHY I LOVE (a northern state) AT CHRISTMAS TIME...

When it's Christmas time in (a northern state,)
And the gentle breezes blow,
About seventy miles an hour
And it's fifty-two below.
You can tell you're in (a northern state)
'cause the snow's up to your(certain part of anatomy),
And you take a breath of Christmas air
And your nose holes both freeze shut.
The weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I'll hang around,
I could NEVER leave (this northern state).
My feet are frozen to the ground.