[MUSIC TO THE TUNE OF "CALL ME
MAYBE" BY CARLY RAE JEPSEN]
COOKIE MONSTER: [SINGING]
Me got a wish on me mind.
It is the chocolate chip kind.
Me look at you and me tell, you
may have snickerdoodle.
Me trade me soul for a bite.
Me spell it out black
and white.
Me look at you and me see, you
like an elf in a tree.
You, cookie showing, and
me, hunger growing.
Let's get skim milk flowing,
we'll start this
snack going, baby!
Hey, me just met you.
And this is crazy.
But you got cookie, so
share it, maybe?
It's hard to look at your
snack, baby, but you got
cookie, so share it, maybe?
Hey, me just met you,
and this is crazy.
But you got cookie,
so share it, baby.
Coffee cake with frosting,
it no phase me.
But you got cookie, so
share it, maybe?
You took you time
with the bite.
Me trying to stay polite.
Me start to really freak out.
Please, someone, call
the Girl Scouts.
Me no grumble or grouse, this
take it's toll on me house.
Me going off me rocker, please
give me Betty Crocker.
You, cookie showing, and
me, hunger growing.
Let's get skim milk following.
We'll start this snack
going, baby!
Hey, me just met you.
And this is crazy.
But you got cookie, so
share it, maybe?
It hard to look at
you snack, baby.
But you got cookie,
share it, maybe?
Hey, me just met you,
and this is crazy.
But you got cookie, so
share it, maybe?
Pie and ice cream,
it no phase me.
But you got cookie,
so share it, baby.
Before you came into me life
me missed you so bad.
Me missed you so bad.
Me missed you so, so bad.
Before you came into me life
me missed you so bad.
And you should know that.
Me missed you so, so bad,
bad, bad, bad, bad.
It hard to look at
your snack, baby.
But you got cookie.
So share it, maybe?
Hey, me just bet you,
and this is crazy.
But you got cookie, so
share it, maybe?
Chocolate pudding,
it no phase me.
But you got cookie, so
share it, maybe?
Cookie!
Om, nom, nom.
Oh, thank you.
Om, nom.
Here.
C is for cookie, that's
good enough for me.
C is for cookie--
KERMIT: If you guess
what is in the box,
I'll give you a cookie.
COOKIE MONSTER: It's a horse.
KERMIT: No.
COOKIE MONSTER: It's a cow.
KERMIT: Uh-uh.
COOKIE MONSTER: It's
a cotton ball.
KERMIT: I don't think so.
COOKIE MONSTER: It's
a pogo stick.
KERMIT: No, no.
COOKIE MONSTER: It's
a rump roast.
MATT LAUER: Cookie Monster
has not given up cookies.
In fact, from the looks of
things, he eats just about
everything.
COOKIE MONSTER: You've
got that right.
Om, nom, nom.
