Well, I would rather do a lot ofDespicable thingsThan sit around and waitSit around and wait for the telephone to ring
Why do you wait?What are you waiting for?
Stop looking out the windowLooking out the windowAnd get out your front door
I'm so cold, but I'm niceBeneath the iceSo deepNever doing as I'm told
And it's cold outsideBut I think you'll get used to it, darling
And it's dark out thereBut isn't scary fun?I'm the cold, I'm the snowMake it hurt until you go
I'm the dark, I'm the nightI would bark but never bite
I'm the snow queenI'm the snow queenI'm the snow queenI'm the snow queen