Hey Mister Snowman
Like a late evening buzz
There he was
As I got in my car
And didn't get very far
As I hit the light
Another one was off to the right
I wanted that light to turn green
For this one looked a little mean
And at the store
There standing were four more
Barely letting me get by
As I plucked the coal from his eye
Slipping out the back door
Around the corner there was two more
I got in and hit the gas
And like seven more did I pass
They're taking over the whole neighborhood
These snowmen, they're up to no good
Then back at my parking lot
Who, but old Mr. Frosty does trot
He smiled with that silly little wink
Then yelled, "don't for one moment think
And don't even try getting slick
For I'm on to that old greenhouse trick
As off he and his gang went
But the message had been sent
These snowmen are here to stay
Hey Frosty, "wait till May"
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