paroles de chanson You're a Mean One Mr. Grinch - Aimee Mann
All
the
windows
were
dark,
No
one
knew
he
was
here
All
the
whos
were
all
dreaming
Sweet
dreams
without
care
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
All
I
need
is
a
reindeer,
so
he
took
his
dog,
Max.
And
he
took
some
red
thread
And
he
tied
a
big
horn
on
the
top
of
his
head.
Then
the
Grinch
said,
"Giddap!"
And
the
sleigh
started
down
To
the
homes
where
the
whos
lay
a-snooze
in
their
town.
"This
is
stop
number
one,"
the
old
Grinchy
Claus
hissed
And
he
climbed
to
the
roof,
empty
bags
in
his
fist.
Then
he
slid
down
the
chimney.
A
rather
tight
pinch.
But,
if
Santa
could
do
it,
then
so
could
the
Grinch.
Then
he
slithered
and
slunk,
with
a
smile
most
unpleasant
Around
the
whole
room,
and
he
took
every
present!
Pop
guns!
And
bicycles!
Roller
skates!
Drums!
Checkerboards!
Tricycles!
Popcorn!
And
plums!
And
he
stuffed
them
in
bags.
Then
the
Grinch,
very
nimbly,
Stuffed
all
the
bags,
one
by
one,
up
the
chimney!
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
nauseate
me,
Mr.
Grinch.
With
a
nauseaus
super-naus.
You′re
a
crooked
jerky
jockey
And
you
drive
a
crooked
horse.
Mr.
Grinch.
You're
a
three
decker
saurkraut
and
toadstool
sandwich
With
arsenic
sauce.
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