We asked him here for christmas,
We know he will refuse,
He's one of a kind, he's out of his mind,
It's no fun being scrooge,
He takes us all for granted,
His ego's much to huge,
He's always alone, he's set in stone,
It's no fun being scrooge,
Now we could all be marry from now to january,
And maybe all year through,
But uncle eboneezer will always be a geezer,
It's sad, but it's true, what can you do,
If his could flash before him,
And if he could buy himself a clue,
Then maybe he'd see, who else he could be,
'cause it's no fun being scrooge,
I said his name is eboneezer,
To bad he's so confused, he keeps his heart inside a freezer,
It's no fun being scrooge,
It's no fun being scrooge,
It's no fun being scrooge,
