You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch

You're a mean one, Mis-ter Grinch, you real-ly are a heel. You're as cud-dly as a cac-tus and as charm-ing as an eel, Mr. Grinch. You're a bad ba-na-na with a greas-y black peel. You're a mon-ster, Mis-ter Grinch. You're heart's an emp-ty hole. Your brain is full of spi-ders, you got gar-lic in your soul, Mis-ter Grinch. I would-n't touch you with a thir-ty-nine-and-a-half-foot pole. You're a vile one, Mis-ter Grinch. You have ter-mites in your smile. You have all the ten-der sweet-ness of a sea-sick croc-o-dile, Mister Grinch. Giv-en the choice be-tween you, I'd take the sea-sick croc-o-dile! ----- end