Candy Girl - Babybird, Stephen Jones, Luke Scott

Are you the tornado in my sails?

Are you Jesus without the nails?

Are you the bury met without the rails?

Are you Paris without snails?

Of course you’re not you’re not you’re not

But you’re all I’ve got

And that’s fine & dandy

When you lick when you lick my candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

When you lick my candy

Candy candy candy candy candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

Candy girl candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

Are you Disneyland without whales?

Are you a farmer without bales?

Are you the red lion without ales?

Are you the lakes without the dales?

Naturally you’re not you’re not you’re not

But you’re all I’ve got

And that’s fine & dandy

When you lick when you lick my candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

When you lick my candy

Candy candy candy candy candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

Candy girl candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

Are you Ra without Dion?

Are you the words in the sky without neon?

Are you indigenous or did you disappear?

Are you the lime in my bottleneck of beer?

Of course you’re not you’re not

But you’re all I’ve got

And that’s fine & dandy

When you lick when you lick my candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

When you lick my candy

Candy candy candy candy candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

Candy girl candy girl

(And I don’t mean that rude)

Candy candy candy girl

Candy candy candy girl

Candy candy candy girl

Candy candy candy candy girl

Candy candy candy girl