You are sexy, Mr. Grinch
You really look good in heels
You’re as gentle as the jailer, you can tie me to the wheel, Mr. Grinch
I’m a bad boy and you make me kneel
You’re a masochist, Mr. Grinch
Your heart’s an empty hole
Your brain is full of sickness, making me drink from a bowl, Mr. Grinch
You can sodomize me with a thirty-nine-and-a-half-foot pole
You are sexy, Mr. Grinch
You really look good in heels
You’re as gentle as the jailer, you can tie me to the wheel, Mr. Grinch
I’m a bad boy and you make me kneel
You’re a masochist, Mr. Grinch
Your heart’s an empty hole
Your brain is full of sickness, making me drink from a bowl, Mr. Grinch
You can sodomize me with a thirty-nine-and-a-half-foot pole
Narrator: And what happened, then? Well, in Whoville they say – that the Grinch’s small penis grew three sizes that day.