Lyrics:

You looked liked Pingu in the Igloo

Your nose was cold, you showed me the icicle,
That you found, hanging from the roof

I remember your entrance to the room I was in
And the half pint glass you were holding,

That made you look bigger than you were

You drew a charming stick man on my left hand
And you told me not to wash it off.
We loved you, we loved you.