I'm missus white Christmas
I'm missus snow
I'm mister icicle
I'm Missus ten below
Friends call me snow miser
Whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I'm too much!
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!)
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
Whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I'm too much! (He's too much)
I never wanna see a day that's over forty degrees
I'd rather have it thirty-twenty-ten-five, and let it freeze!
Some like it cold, but I like it really cold
He's mister white Christmas
He's mister snow (That's right!)
He's mister icicle (Ha-ha-ha)
He's mister ten below
Friends call me snow miser
Whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
Too much
(Too Much!)
I'm missus green Christmas
I'm missus sun
I'm missus heat blister
I'm missus 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 green Christmas
He's mister sun (that's right)
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! (thank you)
I never wanna know a day that's under 60 degrees
I'd rather have it eighty, ninety, a hundred degrees!
Oh some like it hot, but I like it really hot, ooh!
He's mister green Christmas
He's mister sun (sing it!)
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
I'm too much!
Too much!
