Wednesday, July 06, 2005

give me that old time oscar the grouch it good enough for me

If you wake up in the morning mean and grumpy
And you frown at ev'rybody that you see
If you like your oatmeal nice and cold and lumpy
Then you're a grouch like me

If you love it when it's wet and cold and raining
And the music that you like is all off key
If you're happiest whenever you're complaining
Then you're a grouch like me

If you hate it when your grandma kisses you
You know what? Well me, too!
If you love to see a garbage truck roll by
You know what? So do I!
And if you think a great big pile of trash is pretty
And that ice cream is yucchy as can be
If you can't stand a cuddly little kitty, then you're a grouch like me

If you hate it when your grandma kisses you
You know what? Well me, too!
If you love to see a garbage truck roll by
You know what? So do I!
And if you think a great big pile of trash is pretty
And that ice cream is yucchy as can be
If you can't stand a cuddly little kitty
And you'd like to chase her up the nearest tree
Then you can be pretty sure that you're a grouch like me

6 comments:

SMAshley said...

I know I'm an exciting, OK kinda guy
I once had a girlfriend
And she went to pieces every time she saw me
This is the song I sang to her as she was falling apart

(clears his throat)

I held your hand
And told you that
I loved you
You turned around and
Walked right out the door
Seems like holding your hand
Was not enough
So I want to do something more

Oh I want to hold your ear baby
Wanna hold it near baby
Wanna hold your ear
Until you hear that
I love you

And I want to hold your eyes baby
Lovely shape and size baby
Want to hold your eyes
So you'll see and realize that
I love you

I wanna hold your nose
I wanna hold your toes
I won't let you breathe or eat
Until you know the truth
I love you

Oh I wanna hold your hair baby
Show you that I care baby
And it's only fair to tell you
What I intend to do
I'm going to keep what I hold dear
Your nose
Your eyes
Your tooth
Your ears
And I'm gonna hold them 'till
You say you love me tooo!

Tavius said...

truely burt is a disturbing man

SMAshley said...

he fucks pidgeons, remember? by far the most troubled dweller in our sesame street neighborhood.

Bex5x5 said...

(this was my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE song when I was 2)
"Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love trash

I have here a sneaker that's tattered and worn
It's all full of holes and the laces are torn
A gift from my mother the day I was born
I love it because it's trash

Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love trash

I have here some newspaper thirteen months old
I wrapped fish inside it; it's smelly and cold
But I wouldn't trade it for a big pot o' gold!
I love it because it's trash

Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love trash

I've a clock that won't work
And an old telephone
A broken umbrella, a rusty trombone
And I am delighted to call them my own!
I love them because they're trash

Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love, I love, I love trash!"

Tavius said...

That was ur favorite song?
makes since to me

Bex5x5 said...

you're such an ass