I hate the Whoos today
They're so good, with how the live Christmas day
Tried to tell them, but they look at me like maybe there's a Whoo that's underneath
Underneath this green

Yesterday I cried
Cried out loud how I hate their little size
I can't understand how they can live a life of such happiness
I wish they would understand
What I really am

CHORUS:
I'm the Grinch
I'm a downer
I hate Whoos
It's no wonder
That I'm drivin' so insane
With their pounding of Traglains
I'll take zoofles
I'll take dackbams
I'll take their backgakles
And I wouldn't have it any other way

So, down below I go
Down to take away their taffles and trofos
Rest assure when I take away their whole life, they'll go insane
If they don't, then I'm screwed
And I'll not know what to do

REPEAT CHORUS:

Just when I think, I've got them figured out
They start singing their little town song
My heart it grows, not one, not 2
And breaks cuz it's so big

I'm the Grinch
I'm an upper
I love Whoos
Now I wonder
How I was drivin' so insane
With their pounding of Traglains
I'd take zoofles
I'd take dackbams
I'd take their backgakles
Why, I didn't want it any other way