Candyman
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Come all you pretty women with your hair a hanging down
Open up your windows cause the Candyman's in town.
Come on boys and gamble, roll those laughing bones,
Seven come eleven, boys I'll take your money home.
Look out, look out the 
Mars Landing Party lyrics


Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Une presence ambigue,
Une presence 
Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again.
Pretty lady ain't got no friend til
the Candyman comes around again, around again.
I come in from Memphis where I learned to talk the jive
When I get back to Memphis be one less man alive.
Good morning, Mr. Benson, I see you're doing well,
Vagitarian Ii lyrics

Admiring the syphilitic visage, Of the pustule ridden genitals that I adore,
Oozing sebum and pus dribbling o
if I had me a shotgun I'd blow you straight to hell.
Look out, look out the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again.
Pretty lady ain't got no friend til
the Candyman comes around again, around again.
Come on boys and wager if you have got the mind
If you've got a dollar boys, la
Try Again lyrics

What would you do
To get to me
What would you say
To have your way
Would you give up
Or try again
If I hesitate
y it on the line
Hand me my old guitar, pass the whiskey round,
won't you tell ev'rybody you meet that the Candyman's in town.
Look out, look out the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again.
Pretty lady ain't got no friend til
the Candyman comes around again, around again.