Irn Bru snowman commercial - Irn Bru | Текст песни

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• Irn Bru snowman commercial
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We’re walking in the air,
I’m sipping on an Irn-Bru,
My chilly snowman mate
Says he would like some too.

I tell him get your own,
He looks like he is going to cry,
I tell him once again
The Irn-Bru is mine.

Now I’m falling through the air,
I wonder where I’m going to land.
He nicked my Irn-Bru
And let go of my hand