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.
Wonderful sentiments… and I will do my best 😉
I’m very much diging the new look, very sexy ^_^
Shay, you know, I was just taking about you. Were your, um, ears burning?
“I take you to the candy shop
I’ll let you lick the lollypop
Go ‘head girl, don’t you stop
Keep goin ’til you hit the spot.”
Karl Elvis, you just made me giggle. A lot. You are so…so…bad!
What full lips you have.
They’re sure to lure someone bad.
So until you get to grandma’s place
I think you ought to walk with me and be safe.
And on the obscure B-side, don’t forget The 5.6.7.8’s “Edie is a Sweet Candy.”
Nothing like a Japanese all-girl surf-punk trio who play in ’60s dresses, bouffants and bare feet and sing in broken English, I always say.
Jesus and Mary Chain. Metaphors too good and sweet not to quote the whole thing:
I’m going down to the place tonight
To see if I can get a taste tonight
A taste of something warm and sweet
That shivers your bones and rises to your heat
I’m going down to the place tonight
The damp and hungry place tonight
Should all the stars shine in the sky
They couldn’t outshine your sparkling eyes
But it’s so hard to be the one
To touch and tease and to do it all for fun
But it’s too much for a young heart to take
Cause hearts are the easiest things you could break
And I talk to the filth and I walk to the door
I’m knee deep in myself
But I want to get more of that stuff
Of that stuff
Some candy talking
Talk
And I want
And I want
Some candy talking
Some candy talk
I love the way she’s walking
I love the way she’s talking
It’s just the way she’s walking
It’s just the way she’s talking
And I need
All that stuff
Give me some
Of that stuff
I want your candy. I want your candy.
And I need
Give me some
Of your stuff
Give me some
I want your candy. I want your candy.
I want your candy. I want your candy.
I want stuff
Jesus and Mary Chain works for me too:
The wind is screaming around the trees for my Psychocandy
The world is spreading a strange disease for my
Psychocandy
Candy is the baddest seed
She’ll take you down and make you eat
Her fish
Her poison fish
Is on her dish
Candy cannot hear or see
She’s in the place she needs to be
She’ll take the point to a sharpened blade
And give you something warm to taste
And the world is turning ’round
And on and on and on
And the world is turning ’round
And on and on and on
And the world is turning ’round
And on and on and on
And the world is turning ’round
And on and on and on
And the world is turning ’round
And on and on and on
Or if you want the absolute saddest song about Candy ever, you’d use the Velvet Underground:
Candy says I’ve come to hate my body
and all that it requires in this world
Candy says I’d like to know completely
what others so discreetly talk about
I’m gonna watch the blue birds fly over my shoulder
I’m gonna watch them pass me by
Maybe when I’m older
What do you think I’d see
If I could walk away from me
Candy says I hate the quiet places
that cause the smallest taste of what will be
Candy says I hate the big decisions
that cause endless revisions in my mind
I’m gonna watch the blue birds fly over my shoulder
I’m gonna watch them pass me by
Maybe when I’m older
What do you think I’d see
If I could walk away from me
I’d follow that with I Want Candy but I just can’t after Velvet Underground.
“I Only Eat Candy” by Nerf Herder
I don’t kill and I don’t murder
Or manufacture atomic weapons
And I don’t eat meat
And I don’t eat vegetables, no no no
‘Cause I only eat candy
I only eat sweets
Yeah I only eat candy my friend
I only eat Candy
I don’t believe
No I don’t believe in your corny old Jesus
And I don’t worship Satan
No, not like Charlie and Steve, no no no
‘Cause I only eat candy
I only eat sweets
Yeah I only eat candy my friend
I only eat candy
I’m angry!
‘Cause I only eat candy
I only eat sweets
Yes I only eat candy my good friend
Oh I only eat candy
Yeah!
The longest … line
Marvin Sease’s “Candy Licker”
I’m not ashamed no more
I wanna do the thing
that your Lover
Never did before.
Baby, let me be
your Candy Licker, girl
I just wanna be
I’m not ashamed
I wanna be
Your Candy Licker, girl
Let me lick you up,
let me lick you down,
turn around baby,
let me lick you all around
Oh let me lick you, girl
like your lover should
Karl Elvis, will you be my candy licker?
😀
Jeff the MacDude wanted me to include:
http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/chittychittybangbang/tootsweets.htm
But that only works if we assume he’s really singing about Truly Scrumptious.