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!

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
...too much.

Too Much!
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I'm Mr. green Christmas
I'm Mr. Sun.
I'm Mr. Heat Blister
I'm Mr. One Hundred and one
They call me Heat Miser
Whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
I'm too much!

He's mister Heat Miser
He's mister sun
He's mister heat blister
He's mister hundred and one

They call me Heat Miser
Whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
He's too much

I never wanna know a day
That's under 60 degrees.
I'd rather have it
80, 90, 100 degrees!

They call me Heat Miser
Whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
I'm too much