Lyrics:
The rosy-red cheeks of the little children
Mama's old pajamas and your papa's mustache
Falling out the window sill, frolic in the grass
Tryin' to mock the way
trip; let me tell you where to go,
Go to Engeland, oh;
Mama's old pajamas and your papa's mustache,
Falling out the window sill, frolic in the grass,
your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
have lots of fun with Mister Snowman
Until the other kiddies knock him down
When it snows ain't it thrillin'
Tho' your nose gets a chillin'
We'll frolic
Reginald, too
They will recommend it to you
Have a little Coca-Cola
It's the very best I think
It isn't alcoholic but you can have a frolic
If you take enough
sparkle when children play
Tyrants cry, there's nothing to slay
Fairies dance and goblins sing
All are crowned, all are king in the Garden
We frolic awhile
Some think the world is made
For fun and frolic and so do I! And so do I!
Some think it well to be all melancholic
To pine and sigh, to pine and sigh
a chillin'
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland
to chilling
We'll frolic and play the eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
filling
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
(Wonderland wonderland)
filling
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
(Wonderland wonderland)
filling
Though your nose gets a chilling?
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
(Wonderland wonderland)
barrels - flagons - cans.
Mighty craic. Loads of frolics,
Pioneers and alcoholics,
PLAC, SPUC and the FCA,
Free Nicky Kelly and the IRA.
Hairy chests
filling
Though your nose gets a chilling?
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
(Wonderland wonderland)
filling
Though your nose gets a chilling?
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
(Wonderland, wonderland)
snows, ain't it thrilling,
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
Walking in
snows, ain't it thrilling,
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
Walking in
I walk into a corner bar, it says Lynch above the door
I had just arrived in Miltown to frolic there once more
I see a Cavan man expatriot who now
to frolic with him (geah) but he gotta get them
dollars give them all of his grin polished scripts and they all assist him
Now he's baller big and tall
gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening
In the lane, snow is
the tower of Big Ben
The rosy red cheeks of the little children
Mama's old pajamas and your papa's mustache,
Falling out the window sill, frolic in
becoming pure angel has got slim
I'm stuck and I'm blocked in
Brightness the plots been wanna frolic in God
I'm lookin for solace but it got dim
How can
your nose gets chillin'
We'll frolic and play the eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter
the stares
Fools on parade frolic and fuck about to make her gaze
Turn to a scribble on a page by a picture that holds her absence
But you're daft
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