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Mister Grinch (You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch) Video (MV)






Allan Sherman - Mister Grinch (You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch) Lyrics
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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 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 apalling 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 naus
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss
Mr. Grinch
You're a three-decker sauerkraut
And toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce
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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 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 apalling 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 naus
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss
Mr. Grinch
You're a three-decker sauerkraut
And toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce
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Writer: Albert Hague, Theodor S. Geisel
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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