Whatchamawho Lyrics — How the Grinch Stole Christmas

Whatchamawho

[speaking]
But tomorrow I know.
All those who girls and boys will wake bright and early and race for their toys.
I can see it all now.
Just how it will be.
Imagine it, Max.
Try to see what I see.


Tis the morning of Christmas, the forecast is sleet.
In they come tripping on little who's feet.
Dear little who thoughts, the girls and the boys.
Ready to rip through a mountain of toys.

Isn't it precious or so it would seem.
Why do I have the distinct urge to scream?


I got to watch them all, watch them all, who, you got to watch them all, me too.
...

It's annoying.
So annoying.
...
I'm confessing the sight of kids messing with toys leaves me cold.

If I may be so bold.
I got to watch them all, watch them all, who, you got to watch them all, me too.

It's annoying.

With the toys ease.

Girls and boys ease devoting themselves to the mayhem and chaos.

They're in the noise of these hyper maniacal who girls and boys.

And the miserable toys.

These toys.

Why can't they just go away?

We got presents just for you.

I'm the sound of noise and the watch them all who.

Why can't they just go away?
Last Update: December, 26th 2025