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  1. Oct 12, 1993 · Kidnap the Sandy Claws Lyrics: Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws? / I wanna do it / Let's draw straws / Jack said we should work together / Three of a kind / Birds of a feather / Now and forever, whee!

  2. Sep 30, 2008 · Kidnap The Sandy Claws Lyrics: Kidnap the Sandy Claws / Lock him up real tight / Throw away the key / And then turn out all the lights / First we're going to set some bait / Inside...

  3. Oct 12, 1993 · Kidnap the Sandy Claws Lyrics: Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws... / I wanna do it! / Let's draw straws! / Jack said we should work together / Three of a kind / Birds of a feather / Now and...

  4. Lyrics to the song Kidnap the Sandy Claws from Disney's The Nightmare Before Christmas.

  5. Korn Lyrics. "Kidnap The Sandy Claws". Kidnap the Sandy Claws, Lock him up real tight. Throw away the key and then. Turn off all the lights. First we're going to set some bait. Inside a nasty trap and wait. When he comes a-sniffing.

  6. Sep 24, 2013 · Kidnap the Sandy Claws A song from The Nightmare Before Christmas Directed by Henry Selick Turn On the Subtitles for the Lyrics (and Enjoy) Lyrics Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws I wanna do it...

  7. The Nightmare Before Christmas - Kidnap The Sandy Claws Lyrics. Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws I wanna do it! Let's draw straws! Jack said, ‽We should work together Three of a kind†Birds of a feathe.

  8. Snap the trap and close the gate. Wait, I've got a better plan. To catch this big red lobster man. Let's pop him in a boiling pot. And when he's done we'll butter him up. Kidnap the Sandy Claws. Throw him in a box. Bury him for ninety years. Then see if he talks.

  9. Inside a nasty trap and wait. When he comes a-sniffing. We will snap the trap and close the gate. Wait I got a better plan. To catch this big red lobster man. Let's pop him in a boiling pot. And when he's done, We'll butter him up! Kidnap the Sandy Claws.

  10. lyricstranslate.com › en › nightmare-christmas-ost-kidnap-sandy-claws-lyricsKidnap the Sandy Claws lyrics

    Kidnap the Sandy Claws. Throw him in a box. Bury him for ninety years. Then see if he talks. Then Mr. Oogie Boogie man. Can take the whole thing over then. He'II be so pleased, I do declare. That he will cook him rare, wheee. I say that we take a cannon, aim it at his door.

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