"Alright you chipmunks, ready to sing your new song?"
"I'll say we are. Let's get this over with."
"Okay Squeaky?"
"Okay."
"Okay Thagadore?"
"Okay."
"Okay Melvin? Melvin? MEEEELLLLVVVVIIIIINNNNN!!!!!!"
"Relax old man, Jesus!"
Christmas chipmunks sing each year
Squeaky rodents hurt your ears
We'll sing bad till Christmas past
Hurry Christmas pass real fast
We're a pain to listen to
Been around since '62
You could hardly stand us then
Now here we come again
"Uh boys, excuse me..."
You can hardly stand to hear ("Hold it, look you guys...")
Three weasels every year
"Alright, now you know that's not how it goes, boys."
"Yeah, that's how it goes now, Pop."
"Let's cool it with the ad-libbing and give it one more try."
"I'm sorry, who's the artist here?"
"Yeah!"
"You know you guys could all be used in shampoo testing."
"What would you know about shampoo?"
"Nice rug."
"Oh yeah, that looks real."
"I tell you Melvin, I got a friend in the research lab that would pay top dollar for a gerbil like you."
"Could he get me some Viagra?"
"You want an ear growing out of your back, pal?"
"You wouldn't dare."
"Let's shake and bake, man."
"You want me to let the cat in here?"
"Oh, bring it on!"
"I'll do it."
"I've been wanting to do it for years, Melvin!"
"That goes for all of ya!"
"Alright, that's it, I'm going to fire up the barbeque!"
"Oooooh!"
"Arrivederci Melvin!"
"You little jerk."