LITTLE JACK FROST, GET LOST  (1952 1'52)

Bing Crosby & Peggy Lee with John Scott Trotter Orchestra



Written by:  Al Stillman/Sefer Ellis







Oh, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,



Little Jack Frost get lost



You know you don't do a thing

But put a bite on the toes









There's lots of cold feet all the lovers complain

You turn up the heat down on lover's lane



The bench in the park is alone in the dark

So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,



Little Jack Frost get lost



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(So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost),

(Little Jack Frost get lost, get lost)



You don't do a thing but put the bite on my toes



Freeze up the ground and take the bloom from the rose

(So, little Jack Frost go away, go away)

(And don't you come back another day, get gone, go ‘way





There's lots of cold feet, all the lovers complain

You turn off the heat down in lover's lane



The fence in the park is all alone in the dark

So, little Jack Frost get lost, get lost,



Little Jack Frost get lost

(Get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost)



L. J. Frost get lost

(Lost)