Songs about Sex and Candy. To suit a sweet new look for the Moronosphere: Hangin’ round downtown by myself And I had too much caffeine And I was thinkin’ ’bout myself And then there she was In double platform suede Yeah there she was Like disco lemonade […]
Songs about Sex and Candy. To suit a sweet new look for the Moronosphere:
Hangin’ round downtown by myself
And I had too much caffeine
And I was thinkin’ ’bout myself
And then there she was
In double platform suede
Yeah there she was
Like disco lemonade
I smell sex and candy here
Or we could try:
The Candy Man can
‘Cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
Or a little different feel:
Candy asked me if she died
if I could go on
of course I said I couldn’t
and of course we knew that’s wrong
but candy, I said, candy no you can’t do that to me
because you love me way too much
for you to ever leave
Or we could add a little chili pepper spice:
Step into a heaven
Where I keep it on the soulside
Girl please me
Be my soul bride
Every woman
Has a piece of Aphrodite
Copulate to create
A state of sexual light
Kissing her virginity
My affinity
I mingle with the gods
I mingle with devinity
Blood sugar baby
She’s magik
Sex magik sex magik
And we dare not forget:
When you need a friend through thick and thin
Don’t look to those above you.
When you’re down and out, ain’t no doubt
Nobody wants you.
But you’re rock candy baby
Hard, sweet and sticky.
Rock candy baby
Hard, sweet and sticky.
Sugar and Sex. Celebrate the the rites of love, my friends. Feed your love on sugar candy, and fuck him/her half to death.