Its wintertime its Christmas time, its time to deck the halls,
And now they tell me they must go, yes, its Frosty's balls,
Oh how can I bear it, 'tis makin' my blood boil,
To turn me 'ol pal Frosty, into a blinkin' goil.

The corncob pipe, the button nose, acceptable you see,
But make your snowman feminine, make him squat to pee
I wonder how the snowman feels, it surely must be strange
To feel the parts a'comin off, during his sex change.

So now we must change everything, the song, and pictures too

Can someone come and help me, I haven't got a clue,
Perhaps while we are at it,we'll work on other things
I would like to start it out,by changing the three Kings!

Cliffrosty