Frosty the dopeman, was a jolly hippy soul
Through Chinese eyes, he often tries to light his corncob bowl

Frosty the dopeman, was a drug dealer they say
Well, he made his dough, from his sales of blow
And a lot of cash he made

There must have been some magic on those acid tabs he found
For when he placed them on his tongue, he began to dance around

Oh, frosty the dopeman, was as high as he could be,
But the people say, please go away,
We don’t need your coke and weed

Drugetty, drug drug, drugetty, drug drug, look at frosty go
Drugetty, drug drug, drugetty, drug drug, selling his bags of blow

Frosty the dopeman, knew the cops were out that day,
So he said, “Let’s go, where there’s no po po, and he made his getaway

Down through the village, with a crack pipe in his hand, selling where he stood, all around the hood, just to keep up with demand

He sold some down the streets of town, to an undercover cop
And when he turned to walk away, he heard him holler stop

Frosty the dopeman, went to Attica they say
Saying don’t you cry, we’ll all get high
When they let me out some day.