You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel (you're a heel)
You're as cuddly as a cactus
You're as charming as an eel
Mr. Grinch

I'm 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

You wouldn't touch me with a
39 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 a choice between the two of us
You'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 me
Are 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

My soul is overflowing with the most disgraceful
Rubbish imaginable, mangled up
In tangled up knots

Yeah!



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