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Welcome Christmas!
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome Christmas
Come this way.
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome Christmas, Christmas Day.
Welcome, Welcome
Fah who rah-moose
Welcome, Welcome
Dah who dah-moose
Christmas Day is in our grasp
So long as we have hands to clasp.
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome, Welcome Christmas
Welcome, Welcome Christmas Day!
Welcome Christmas! (Reprise)
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome Christmas
Come this way.
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome Christmas, Christmas Day.
Welcome, Welcome
Fah who rah-moose
Welcome, Welcome
Dah who dah-moose
Christmas Day is in our grasp
So long as we have hands to clasp.
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome Chrstimas
Bring your cheer
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome all Who's far and near.
Welcome Chrstmas
Fah who rah-moose
Welcome Christmas
Dah who dah-moose
Christmas Day will always be
Just as long as we have we.
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome Christmas
Bring your light.
(Bridge)
Welcome Chrstmas
Fah who rah-moose
Welcome Christmas
Dah who dah-moose
Welcome Chrstimas
While we stand
Heart to heart
And hand in hand.
Fah who for-aze
Dah who dor-aze
Welcome, Welcome
Christmas, Christmas Day!
Mr. Grinch
Fah who for-aze
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 nauseaus 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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