Текст Parry Gripp – Marshy

He’s Marshy, the monster marshmallow
Marshy, the monster marshmallow
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He’s a two-stories high, an intimidating fellow

Well Marshy was walking out in the woods.
Lightning struck and it got him real good.
He blew up like a big white Godzilla.
People, stay on home and hang onto your pillow.

«Aw, guys, come on, wait for me.
cries. I’m (Marshy) Marshy.
The monster marshmallow. (Marshy) Marshy. The monster marshmallow.
(Marshy) Marshy. The monster marshmallow. I’m a two story high and
intimidating fellow. Hey, come on, you guys. Wait up for me. I can’t
run that fast.
cries.»