- Hi, Oscar.
- This doesn't happen to me very often,
but for some reason, I'd like to sing a song with someone.
So I was wondering
if you knew of any of the traditional ballads of my people.
Which means, Grouch folk songs.
- Hmm.
I don't think I've ever heard any Grouch folk songs.
- Well, don't you know Torn Sleeves?
- No.
- Hmm.
How 'bout My Love's Like a Red, Red Nose?
- I don't think I know that one.
- Oh.
Oh, you probably know My Dog Has Fleas
Rum Tum Diddle Diddle Scaddle Daddle Diddle Diddle
Diddle Diddle Doodle Doodle Day, hmm?
Oh, I thought you'd know that one.
Well, would you know Three Grouches Would A-Wooing Go?
- Oh, that I know.
I know that.
I know that one. - Oh, all right.
Okay.
All right, you pretend you're the woman
and I'll play the three grouches, okay?
- Okay.
How about the chorus?
The kids could sing the chorus?
- Yeah, if they have to.
- Goes higgledy piggeldy trash can oh.
- Yeah, yeah. (chuckles)
♪ Trash can, oh higgledy piggledy, trash can oh ♪
- Okay. - You got that?
- I think we can do it, yeah.
- All right.
- Ready? - Okay, all right.
Let's do it then. (chuckles)
- Okay.
(light guitar music)
♪ Three grouches would a-wooing go ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ They went to see their lady-o ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ The first grouch said please be my dear ♪
♪ The lady said get outta here ♪
♪ You're too polite for me, I fear ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
- Can you imagine saying please to a lady grouch?
What a loser. (chuckles)
♪ The second grouch began to groan ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ I'll give you everything I own ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ My bottles, cans, and moldy bread ♪
♪ She pushed him down the stairs and said ♪
♪ You're much to generous to wed ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
Some grouch giving away all his things.
That's two down and only one to go.
Wanna bet the next none gets here? (chuckles)
♪ The final grouch was very smart ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ He knew just how to win her heart ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ He frowned and scowled and then said yick ♪
♪ You turn me off you make me sick ♪
♪ She said my sweet it's you I pick ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
(chuckles) See kind heart ne'er won fair grouch.
♪ So grouchy friends take my advice ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ A grouch in love should not be nice ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ Be rotten, stingy, and no fun ♪
♪ And you will be the lucky one ♪
♪ And now get lost our song is done ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy trash can-ohhhh ♪
Hey huh. - Hey.
- That was a real leaden oldie wasn't it.
- Well you know I loved it
but there's one thing I didn't love.
- What? - That's the part about
being stingy, and rotten, and no fun.
I didn't think that was right.
- Hmm, hey Judy, - What?
- I got just one thing to say to you.
- What?
- Get lost, yick, you make me sick.
- Oh, Oscar.
I didn't know you cared.
(imitates kissing)
(groan)
- She knows.
(sigh)
♪ So grouchy friends take my advice ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ A grouch in love should not be nice ♪
♪ Higgledy piggledy, trash can-o ♪
♪ Be rotten, stingy, and no fun ♪
♪ And you will be the lucky one ♪