Frosty the pervert
in a trench coat he did go
to a the school yard to expose his [bad word] and balls made of snow

frosty the pervert
all the kids he liked to watch
his [bad word] did grow when he packed snow 
on his cold and icy crotch

there must have must have been some magic
when he stroked his frozen meat
cause frosty started moaning loud
and it began to sleet

frosty the pervert 
was as glad as he could get
he threw away his corn cob pipe
and lit a ciggerette

frosty the pervert 
didnt want to go to jail
he began [bad word] 
while dripping [bad word] 
and the cops picked up his trail

down to the village 
his [bad word] melting in his hand [bad word] here and there
all around the square
yelling "catch me if you can."

they chased him down the streets of town
right to a vice squad cop
who shoved a night stick up his [bad word] 
and frosty screamed "dont stop OOOO!!"

frosty the pervert
was locked up that very day
but he did not cry 
as he waved good bye knowing he'd be back someday

beating his meat 
all over the streets
look at frosty go

sliding his hands 
all over his glands
his [bad word]  as white as snow