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and we can leave your friends behind.
'Cause your freinds don't dance, and if they don't dance, well they're,
no friends of mine.
I'm Mister Heat Blister, I'm Mister 101.
They call me Heat Miser, whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
I'm too much.
Minions: He's Mister Green Christmas, he's Mister Sun.
He's Mister Heat Blister, he's Mister 101.
Heat Miser: They call me Heat Miser, whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
Minions: He's too much.
Heat Miser: Thank you.
I never want to know a day that's under 60 degrees,
I'd rather have it 80, 90, 100 degrees!
(Speech)
Oh, some like it hot, but I like it really hot! [chortles]
Minions: He's Mister Green Christmas, he's Mister Sun.
Heat Miser: Sing it!
Minions: He's Mister Heat Blister, he's Mister Hundred and One.
Heat Miser: They call me Heat Miser, whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
I'm too much.
All: Too much!
I'm Mister Snow
I'm Mister Icicle
I'm Mister Ten Below
Friends call me Snow Miser
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I'm too much!
[Chorus:]
He's Mister White Christmas
He's Mister Snow
[Snow Miser:]
That's right!
[Chorus:]
He's Mister Icicle
He's Mister Ten Below
[Snow Miser:]
Friends call me Snow Miser,
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
[Chorus:]
He's too much!
[Snow Miser:]
I never want to see a day
That's over forty degrees
I'd rather have it thirty,
Twenty, ten, five and let it freeeeEEEEEEeeze!
[Chorus:]
He's Mister White Christmas
He's Mister Snow
[Snow Miser:]
That's right!
[Chorus:]
He's Mister Icicle
He's Mister Ten Below
[Snow Miser:]
Friends call me Snow Miser,
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
...too much.
[All:]
Too Much!