Plenty of snow on the ground
Didn't think it was banned
I thought it would do no harm
The whole yard is my porta-can

You know I can't hold it forever
I didn't know it was you
Swallowing handfuls of yellowish powder
Spitting it out while your face- turns bluuue (oohhh-oh-no)

Eating my yellowish snow
On icy urine, he'll chow
You won't find me in the out-house
I'm relieving myself here and now

Proud of my name, I so carefully wrote
Down in the blinding white snow
Don't you know, just below the surface lies
A pile of yellowish snow

How did it really taste then ?
Bet you won't do that again
Need to gargle with mouthwash and water
Your breath will never be the same again

Maybe I'll get you a breath mint
There plenty like me to be found
Whipping it out, wherever we like
Writing with urine in snow - on the ground (aaahh-ahh-ah!)

So don't eat yellowish snow
Where the drops of my urine sit now
You can't blame me for not waiting
Here comes the giant snow plough

Hiding the words I so carefully wrote
Down in the blinding white snow
Don't forget, just below the surface lies
A pile of yellowish snow