"Candyman" textů

I left home when I was only seventeen
Met a guy, he and I
Drove down to New Orleans
He seemed to know his way around
And I thought I could last
The sweet-talkin', oh,
C-c-c-candyman

Warmed his bed
Kept him fed
And oh I loved him so
Thought I had to cry a lot
Whenever he would go
I guess I was just too young
To really understand
A sweet-talkin' ooooooh,
C-c-c-candyman!!!

Sweet talking candyman
My sweet talking
Sweet talking candyman
I hear you talking!

He played around
And brought me down
And finally threw me out
I got burned
But I learned
What life was all about
And I often think of him
Every now and then
A sweet-talkin', ooooooh,
C-c-c-candyman

Sweet talking candyman
My sweet talking
Sweet talking candyman
I hear you talking ...