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Paul
a cold wind blows it chills you
Chills you to the
But there's nothing in that
your heart

Like years of being
It you with indifference
a lady paints with rouge
And the of the worst

The most hated and
Is the one that we Scrooge (yeah)
as any
And the wrath of

This is Ebenezer
Oh, goes Mr. Humbug
There goes Mr.
If they gave a prize for bein'

the would be him
Oh, he loves his money
'Cause he thinks it him power
If he became a flavor you can bet he be sour

There Mr. Skinflint
There goes Mr.
The undisputed of
The deed

He charges a fortune
For his dark and drafty
Us poor folk live in
It's even for mouses

He be so lonely
He be so sad
He to extremes
To convince us bad

He's really a victim of and of fright
close and there must be
a sweet man
Naaaah!

There goes Mr.
goes Mr. Sneer
He has no time for or fun
His anger that clear

ask him for a favor
'Cause his nastiness
No crust of bread for those in
No for us meeces

There goes Mr.
goes Mr. Cruel
He never
He takes

Yes that's his rule
If bein' mean's a way of
you and rehearse,
all that work is paying off

'Cause Scrooge is worse
day
In way
Scrooge is worse