You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're cuddly as a cactus
You are 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 39-and-a-half foot pole (no, no)

Oh, you're a foul one and a wild one
You've got termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile
And given the choice between both of you, I doubt that I'll ever be close to you
I would take the seasick crocodile
Mr. Grinch, Mr. Grinch, Grinch, Grinch

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, and I quote
Stink, stank, stunk
Stunk

Oh, you're a foul one and a wild one
You've got termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile
And given the choice between both of you, I doubt that I'll ever be close to you
I would take the seasick crocodile
Mr. Grinch, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Albert Hague, Theodor S. Geisel
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