Melt in Your Mouth Songtext
von Candyman

This one goes out
To all the suckers out there
Who thought I was soft
When I dropped Knockin′ Boots
For the ladies

But I'm-a come correct this time
And do something a little bit different

Who you gonna cook this to, man
Mmm, the ladies

Melt in your mouth
Not in your hand
The C-A to the Ndy
The m-a-n

I′m like no other man
Cause you know
No other man can
Be an undercover lover
And a soul brother man


On the other hand
Introduce me to your mother and
I wouldn't be surprised if
She's my number one fan

Here I stand
A full six feet three
At the perfect matched heights
To be when you meet me

Under a palm tree
In the middle of the beach
Bring a towel or a suit
Like the boots with sand on my feet

After we eat
What we brought on the pier
I hear your earrings jingle
Like a chandelier

As you premiere
What you hear is not a simile
Bit it′s meant to be the poetry

There′ll never be another Candyman
Because I melt in your mouth
Not in your hand


Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Not in your hand

Lip smacking good
Good to the last drop
If I didn't have to go
I know you never would stop

I′m on the top of your list
For the best french kiss
I assist on your one last wish

And since I'm not the type
To fall in love on sight
I′m-a let you hold me tight
For just one night

Since I write the rhymes
To let the whole world sing
It doesn't mean a thing
When you call me the king

And bells won′t ring
Til I walk down the aisle
You could smile but
That won't be for a long while

It'll take more than
A killer behind to change my mind
I′m not blind
I know the time

See, I′m not the kind
To write a rhyme while you laugh
Ha ha, girl, I get half

So as I see it
You don't need a wedding band
Cause I melt in your mouth
Not in your hand

Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Not in your hand

Thirst quenching, did I mention
Give a chick an inch
And she′ll want an extension

Pictured on my heiny
Right behind me is
The man of the house
Suggesting that I burn the hell out

You begin to count but no noubt
You call my cellular phone
Because I melt in your mouth
Like a snow cone

On and on as the saga continues
Here's another page on the menu
When you see the Candyman
You see me as a hot hors duvres
You got a lot of nerve

First come, first served
Is the usual procedure
After I tell you that I need you

Featured with any kind of line
That I think what′s best for you
Because I wanna get next to you

Sex with you is just
One small part of the plan
Because I melt in your mouth
Not in your hand

Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Not in your hand

Melt in your mouth
Not in your hand
The C-A to the Ndy
The m-a-n

I'm like no other man
Cause you know
No other man can
Be an undercover lover
And a soul brother man

On the other hand
Introduce me to your mother and
I wouldn′t be surprised if
She's my number one fan

Here I stand
A full six feet three
At the perfect matched heights
To be when you meet me

Under a palm tree
In the middle of the beach
Bring a towel or a suit
Like the boots with sand on my feet

After we eat
What we brought on the pier
I hear your earrings jingle
Like a chandelier

As you premiere
What you hear is not a simile
Bit it's meant to be the poetry

There′ll never be another Candyman
Because I melt in your mouth
Not in your hand

Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth
Melt in your mouth