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It's been a few years since I heard my kids sing their version, but I think it goes like this:
Dashing through the snow,
on a pair of broken skis,
o'er the hills we go,
smashing into trees
ow, ow, ow
The snow is turning red,
I think I'm almost dead.
I woke up in the hospital,
with stitches in my head.
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