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.
They call me Heat Miser, whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
He's too much.
Thank you.
I never want to know a day that's under 60 degrees,
I'd rather have it 80, 90, 100 degrees!
Oh, some like it hot, but I like it really hot!
He's Mister Green Christmas, he's Mister Sun.
Sing it!
He's Mister Heat Blister, he's Mister Hundred and One.
They call me Heat Miser, whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
I'm too much.
Too much!