I'm Mr. White Christmas,

I'm Mr. Snow.

I'm Mr. Icicle,

I'm Mr. Ten Below.

Friends call me Snow Miser,

Whatever I touch

Turns to snow in my clutch!

I'm too much.

Mini Misers:

He's Mr. White Christmas

He's Mr. Snow!

Snow Miser:

(Spoken:That's right!)

Mini Misers:

He's Mr. Icicle,

He's Mr. Ten Below!

Snow Miser:

Friends call me Snow Miser,

Whatever I touch

Turns to snow in my clutch.

Mini Misers:

He's too much!

Snow Miser:

I never want to know a day that's over forty degrees,

I'd rather have it thirty, twenty, ten, five, and let it freeze!

Mini Misers:

He's Mr. White Christmas

He's Mr. Snow!

Snow Miser: (Spoken: That's right!)

Mini Misers:

He's Mr. Icicle,

He's Mr. Ten Below!

Snow Miser:

Friends call me Snow Miser,

What ever I touch

Turns to snow in my clutch!

Too much.