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Frosty the Broman was a jolly happy soul,

With a corncob pipe and a button nose

And two eyes made out of coal.

Frosty the Broman is a fairy tale, they say,

He was made of bro but the children

Know how he came to life one day.

There must have been some magic in that

Trucker hat they found.

For when they placed it on his head

He began to dance around.

O, Frosty the Broman

Was alive as he could be,

And the children say he could laugh

And play just the same as you and me.

Thumpetty thump thump,

Thumpety thump thump,

Look at Frosty bro.

Thumpetty thump thump,

Thumpety thump thump,

Over the hills of snow.

Frosty the Broman knew

The sun was hot that day,

So he said, "Let's run and

We'll have some fun

Now before I melt away."

Down to the village,

With a sixpack in his hand,

Running here and there all

Around the square saying,

Catch me if you can.

He led them down the streets of town

Right to the traffic cop.

And he only paused a broment when

He heard him holler "Stop!"

For Frosty the broman

Had to hurry on his way,

But he waved goodbye saying,

"Don't you cry,

I'll be back again some day."

Thumpetty thump thump,

Thumpety thump thump,

Look at Frosty bro.

Thumpetty thump thump,

Thumpety thump thump,