Frosty the snowman; his eyes were made of coal
Orbs of darkness, black they show; frosty has no soul
Frosty the snowman; his heart was made of ice
Not beating, not pumping; to no one he was nice
Frosty the snowman; came a live inside of me
For no one caring, no one loving; as cold as I could be
Frosty the snowman; is a fairy tale they say
So close your eyes, don’t realize; he’s in me today

 
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