Phat Marshmallow Songtext
von Chucklehead

She′ll be comin' round the mountain when she comes
The floor is where we pour, I think I′m comin' around the top
And you be lying there beside like going
Damn the mother sure can rock
The jam Sam I am not, you say you're in a situation
You′ve been had so bad by the raggedy rhythm nation
Now I′m on time, now they all say hello
Ain't no stinky fellow, I′m just the phat marshmallow

'Cuz I′m the secret that you never want to keep
Toss out the NyQuil I'm to peaked to be asleep
You say the song needs a chorus, deplore us if you must
But the Taurus is on the mic and I′m shakin' asses into dust
Dance with the record that's being made right now
By the band hand in hand slamming through the underground
Strung up like Yo Yo busting on a cello
Ain′t no stinky fellow, I′m just the phat marshmallow


Good for you, and that's good for me now
The phat marshmallow, the phat marshmallow
Good for you, and that′s good for me now
The phat marshmallow, the phat marshmallow

At the cookout I'm the type that′s all on fire blazing up
Riding the storm, now you're ready to retire, sire
The dough′s been rising in the oven for a while
And then you kneed it, yea, you kneed it Voodoo Chile
If I Slam out of the park
I ain't playing in a park when it's long after dark
If I slam, old fellow, ain′t no stinky fellow
I′m just the phat marshmallow

Good for you, and that's good for me now
The phat marshmallow, the phat marshmallow
Good for you, and that′s good for me now
The phat marshmallow, the phat marshmallow
Baby, you're so lovely, and darling, you′re so exquisite


Mellow in the marsh like a lazy alligator
The everglades of Boston, a cool refrigerator
The pollywog who lollygags, a friend of Scoob, but not a Shag
Mag wheels on the matchbox, the only car I have and keep
The tape is booming in your jeep, I'm upstairs fast asleep
Counting sheep, eeep, don′t peep, make a noise boys
Noise picker, noise chooser, annoy the bruiser
Are you a snoozer? (sorry Doc) Don't confuse ya'
Ain′t nothing wrong with being a sucker MC
Just take another big fat lick of me
See you can live by the lines like you can see through Jello
I′m just the phat marshmallow

Good for you, and that's good for me now
The phat marshmallow, the phat marshmallow
Good for you, and that′s good for me now
The phat marshmallow, the phat marshmallow
I caught you lookin', I′m right here cookin'
Caught you lookin′, I'm right here cookin'
Caught you lookin′, I′m right here cookin' now
I caught you lookin′, I'm right here cookin′
Caught you lookin', I′m right here cookin'
Caught you lookin', I′m right here cookin′ now

And it's good for you, and it′s good for me
And it's good for you, and it′s good for me

Smack it on the cheek we're from Boston Massachusetts
And we ain′t even stated to peak, this ain't no message from the meek
The heat seeker, I'm dusting off the antique
Filled with miles and miles of styles from the gizzard to the beak
From the beagle to the bone, from the hydrant to the moan
Don′t need no Money Store loan, can I have the microphone
I have the microphone homes, the microphone alone at home
Alone at home, would you like to rock that microphone home

It′s good for you, and Its good for me
It's good for you, and Its good for me
It′s good for you, and Its good for me
It's good for you, and Its good for me