I'm Mister White Christmas
I'm Mister Snow
I'm Mister Icicle
I'm Mister Ten Below
Friends call me Snow Miser,
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I'm too much!
(He's Mister White Christmas
He's Mister Snow)
That's right!
(He's Mister Icicle
He's Mister Ten Below)
Friends call me Snow Miser,
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
(He's too much!)
I never want to see a day
That's over forty degrees
I'd rather have it thirty,
Twenty, ten, five and let it freeeeEEEEEEeeze!
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