Slobberchips Serenade

Isabell McGee! (bwap-bwap!) (mlem-mlem!) Uh-oh…

snack attack!

Isabell walks in with a bag of chips Everybody pauses when she

smacks her lips She doesn’t say hello,

she goes “GLOP-GLOP-GREE!” Then she gives one little nod like,

“That’s me.” She points at the bowl,

makes a “krrr-bleep-blorp” One chip disappears with a tiny “slorp” No dictionary

needed, no sentence to decode Her eyebrows do the talking while the

weird sounds explode (slorp!)

Bwap-bwap, Isabell, what are you saying?

(mlem-mlem!) Mlem-mlem, Isabell, the whole room’s swaying Crunch-crunch,

slobber on the chips again

Glorp-glorp, everybody’s her friend She’s got a strange little language and a

snack in her grip If you want a conversation,

better bring a bag of chips

She tried to order lunch with a “nyah-nyah-PLOP” The waiter brought a

napkin and a lollipop

She shook her head twice,

went “BRRRP-BA-BOO!” Then pointed at the nachos like a professional would do

She laughs like a kazoo in a washing machine Makes a noise

so weird it turns the soda green But when the beat drops

low and the bass goes boom She answers every question with a

“WOMP” across the room Say “hello!” — “BLOOP!” Say “thank you!”

— “SKREEP!” Say “please don’t drool!” — “Mlem.” That answer felt complete.

Bwap-bwap, Isabell, queen of the crunchy beat (mlem-mlem!) Mlem-mlem,

weirdest noises ever made so sweet Crunch-crunch,

slobber on the chips again

Glorp-glorp,

do it for the win She’s got a strange little language and

a snack in her grip

Long live Isabell and the legendary chip

dip!