Lyrics:

So the lone ranger rides againI'm gonna blow by youLike a frozen cold freight trainI'll freeze the smile on your faceGo back, Hell no!I just pulled upAn' lil Jack frostGonna bite your little buttSo honey cut to the chaseWell your famous last wordsAre a hard act to followAn' too much heatIs too hard to swallowKeep on wonderin' why it's gettin' so damn coldCall me 40 BelowCos I'm coldOne kiss of my lips and a storm beginsGive it up, honey, can't race the windGood lookin' here I goWell call me 40 BelowWell, I could take a little cold shotAnd try an' ease your situationI could sock it to ya non-stop, babySo dig on my refrigerationShiverin' a-shakin'Yeah, the whole routineYou get a fast crash coursein air conditioningYeah, my freezer's just hummin'Stick your face in the artic blastAn' tell everybody they can kiss my ass, oh yeah'Cause the ice-man's comin'I'll give you bright red cheeksAn' a runny noseLike when the car don't startAn' yo' booty's frozeIt's like you been here beforeWell, honey, whattya know...Ho Ho Ho!Well, call me 40 BelowAn' I'm cold, yeahOne kiss of my lips and a storm beginsGive it up, honey, can't race the windGood lookin' here I goCall me 40 BelowAn' I'll be whippin' in your windowI'll be lickin' round your kneesI can drop below zero any moment, babyI'm talkin' forty degrees...Ah yeah!So if you seein' down my backstreetsI suggest you button upI don't think ya wanna test me, mamaI'm a tough lit