Ernie Haase & Signature Sound Mr. Heat Miser lyrics

(Jules Bass, Maury Laws)

[Intro:] (Spoken)
Snow Miser: Whoo! Man, I hope Christmas this year is cold with lots of snow.
Heat Miser: Not me.
Snow Miser: Why?
Heat Miser: Cause I like my Christmases warm and green
Snow Miser (with accent): Ah, that’s cause you’re from the south
Heat Miser (with accent): And you’re from the north
Snow Miser (laughing): That’s right, and don’t you forget it

I’m Mr. White Christmas, I’m Mr. Snow
I’m Mr. Icicle, I’m Mr. 10 below
Friends call me snow miser, whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch, I’m too much

[Spoken:] Come on boys. Sing with me!

He’s Mr. White Christmas, He’s Mr. Snow
(Spoken) That’s right!
He’s Mr. Icicle, He’s Mr. 10 below
Friends call me snow miser, whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch, I’m too much

I never wanna know a day that’s over 40 degrees
I’d rather have it 30, 20 then 5
Let it freeze

[Spoken:] Oh, some like it cold but mister….I like it freezing cold! Ha! Ha! Ha!

He’s Mr. White Christmas, He’s Mr. Snow
(Spoken) That’s right!
He’s Mr. Icicle, He’s Mr. 10 below
Friends call me snow miser, whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch, I’m too much

Spoken: I’m much too much baby! (laughs) Whoo!


[Instrumental Break:]

[Spoken:] Step aside son. Let me heat this thing up. (clears throat)

I’m Mr. Green Christmas, I’m Mr. Sun
I’m Mr. Heat Blister, I’m Mr. Hundred And One
They call me the heat miser, whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch, I’m too much
Spoken (laughs): That’s right

He’s Mr. Green Christmas, He’s Mr. Sun
(Spoken) That’s me!
I’m He’s Mr. Heat Blister, He’s Mr. Hundred And One
They call me heat miser, whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch, I’m too much

[Spoken:] Thank you!

I never wanna know a day that’s under 60 degrees
I’d rather have it 80, 90,
100 degrees, hmm

[Spoken:] Some like it hot, but I like it smokin’ hot.

He’s Mr. Green Christmas, He’s Mr. Sun
(Spoken) Sing it!
I’m He’s Mr. Heat Blister, He’s Mr. Hundred And One
The buys call me the heat miser, whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch, I’m too much
(Spoken) Wait, I’m too much
Too much!

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