You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch Songtext
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You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch Songtext
You′re a mean one, Mr.
Grinch You really are a heel You're as
cuddly as a cactus You′re as charming as an eel Mr.
Grinch You're a bad banana with a
greasy black peel You're a monster, Mr.
Grinch Your heart′s an empty hole Your brain is full of spiders
You′ve got garlic in your soul,
Mr Grinch I wouldn't touch you with a
Thirty-nine and a half foot pole You′re a vile one, Mr.
Grinch You have termites in your smile You have all the tender
sweetness of a seasick crocodile Mr Grinch Given the choice between
the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile You′re a foul one, Mr. Grinch You're a nasty wasty skunk Your heart is full of unwashed
socks Your soul is full of gunk Mr Grinch The three best words that
best describe you Are as follows,
and I quote" Stink Stank Stunk You′re a rotter Mr Grinch You're the
king of sinful sots Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy
purple spots Mr Grinch Your soul is an appalling dump heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful Assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable Mangled up in tangled up knots You nauseate me,
Mr Grinch With a nauseous super nos You′re a crooked jerky jockey and
You drive a crooked horse Mr Grinch You′re a
three-decker sauerkraut And toadstool sandwich With arsenic sauce
Grinch You really are a heel You're as
cuddly as a cactus You′re as charming as an eel Mr.
Grinch You're a bad banana with a
greasy black peel You're a monster, Mr.
Grinch Your heart′s an empty hole Your brain is full of spiders
You′ve got garlic in your soul,
Mr Grinch I wouldn't touch you with a
Thirty-nine and a half foot pole You′re a vile one, Mr.
Grinch You have termites in your smile You have all the tender
sweetness of a seasick crocodile Mr Grinch Given the choice between
the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile You′re a foul one, Mr. Grinch You're a nasty wasty skunk Your heart is full of unwashed
socks Your soul is full of gunk Mr Grinch The three best words that
best describe you Are as follows,
and I quote" Stink Stank Stunk You′re a rotter Mr Grinch You're the
king of sinful sots Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy
purple spots Mr Grinch Your soul is an appalling dump heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful Assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable Mangled up in tangled up knots You nauseate me,
Mr Grinch With a nauseous super nos You′re a crooked jerky jockey and
You drive a crooked horse Mr Grinch You′re a
three-decker sauerkraut And toadstool sandwich With arsenic sauce
Writer(s): Albert Hague, Theodor S. Geisel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com