Frosty the Dope Man was a turned on dude by trade
With a hashish pipe and a bag of grass
And two ki's he made the grade
Oh, Frosty the Dope Man was a pusher man, they say
Well he sold some snow, and the kiddies know
How it's cut and how it's made

There must have been some magic
In that old brown joint they found
For when they lit the bugger up
They began to dance around
But Frosty the Dope Man was as rich as he could know
And the kiddies say he could wheel and deal way down in Mehico

Look at Frosty plant those weird looking seeds!
He'll get you anything that you need

Frosty the Dope Man knew the kids were into grass
So he said "smoke up, you'll get really messed up
With all this dynamite stash"
Well down through the village, where you'll find all the heads
Dealing here and there in Washington Square
Saying "you wanna buy some reds?"

Well he went down to the streets of town
Right to the plain clothes cop
But he only sold a little bit
When he heard him holler "STOP!"
But Frosty the Dope Man couldn't stop to socialize
So he waved so long, saying it'll be long
Before you get any special buys

Look at Frosty plant those weird looking seeds!
He'll get you anything that you need