Songtext:
feat. Slick Rick Schilder drucken * send corrections to the typist
*Scratching* "Should I do it" "Super fat" "Out of Control" "Treat the girl like a punk" "It gets done" "Make your blood stop flowing" "Treat the girl like a punk" "Take the life of anybody" "It gets done" "Should I do it" "Super fat" "Out of Control" "Should I do it"
[Morcheeba] What a supriser Open your eyes up Woman advisor
[Verse One: Slick Rick] The name of this entertainment is 'Women Lose Weight' Our first years of marriage, everything was just great But after two kids and the weight gain factors Fact is, now she's completely unattractive Look fat chicks, I don't mean to sound rude I tell them nice, hit the gym and don't eat so much food But noooo, "You're shallow, you need to run the course of unconditional love and so forth" But how, if desire's not there, that's just delayment Divorces, child support, alimony payments My own happiness I doubt discouraged So hurry for an easier way out this marriage Meanwhile my secretary June, well-groomed "When you gonna leave your wife?" I tell her, "Soon mami soon, I assume" but my destiny is blue Interestingly the only thing left for me to do is to kill her
"It gets done" "Treat the girl like a punk" I'm gonna have to kill her "Tell the truth" "Take the life of anybody" (Send that ass right to the morgue miss) Kill her "It gets done" "Make your blood stop flowing" I'm gonna have to kill her "Out of control" (Send that ass right to the morgue miss)
[Verse Two: Slick Rick] My plan against or shenanigans kinda ran thin Knowing nothing 'bout poisening and I can't swim Bad intentions pumping, might as well become numb Cut her lungs or the obvious robbery gone wrong But the catch is, do I have the nerve to dispatch this Who could I get to help me murder this fat chick Guess I'll have to play a dude robbin' on Wednesday the day she usually goes food shopping Anyway, long story short, hit the side of her Chrysler Sent it clean over the divider "You bastard!" she said as the wreck, went tumbling down the hill I thought she has to be dead Later on, get a call from the lieutenant O'Rourke Had me leapin' like a frog, "We need you at the morgue" So I selfishly persue, boo hoo there was nothing else for me to do I had to kill her
"It gets done" "Treat the girl like a punk" Come on y'all, you know I had to kill her "Tell the truth" "Take the life of anybody" (Send that ass right to the morgue miss) Killed her "It gets done" "Make your blood stop flowing" I had to kill her "Out of control" (Send that ass right to the morgue miss)
[Rick: ] So you mean to tell me officer you have no clue who did this "Tell the truth" [Officer: ] No sir, we don't have no clue right now [Rick: ] This is terrible, what am I gonna tell the kids [Officer: ] Pull yourself together sir [Rick: ] I'm just so broken up inside I can't believe this [Officer: ] I understand, I understand "Tell the truth" [Rick: ] Catch the person who did this [Officer: ] We're gonna try sir [Rick: ] Please "Take the life of anyb..."
[Verse Three: Slick Rick] Screaming who done took my heart Acting shooken up a lot, at the funeral Though everyone was lookin' at me hard, like I did it Like I was the reason my mate slain Murmering "I heard he was displeased with her weight gain" While my secretary, sort of a sexy blonde, can't cook All she does is order from restaurants All of the sex he wants, I doubt could address clothes not washed proper and house look a mess And talkin' to detectives who were waiting outside How I took a long lunch break, day the wife died I darn near turned pale and because of betrayal They indicted me, gave me an impossible bail Good fortune to anybody admiring the rawtent Moral of the story is, desire is important So watch your weight, it will keep your mate smitten, it's a given Though looking back I realise I didn't have to kill her
"It gets done" "Treat the girl like a punk" I didn't have to kill her "Tell the truth" "Take the life of anybody" (Send that ass right to the morgue miss) Killed her "It gets done" "Make your blood stop flowing" I didn't have to kill her "Out of control" (Send that ass right to the morgue miss)
[Outro: Slick Rick] Well there you have it Keep in trim, keep your marriages healthy, y'know whuhmean Small message from Morcheeba and Slick Rick the ruler "Treat the girl like a punk" "Take the life of any.." "..g-g-girl like a punk" "Take the life of any.." "..girl" "Take the life of any.." "..girl" "Take the life of any.." "..girl" Peace "Take the life of any.." "..g-g-girl like a punk"
