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!

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