Bài hát Candyman [Live Version] Báo Lỗi

Come on, 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 Candyman

Here he come and he's gone again

Pretty lady ain't got no friend

'Til the Candyman comes 'round 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 trust you're doing well

If I had me a shotgun

I'd blow you straight to Hell


Look out, look out, the Candyman

Here he come and he's gone again

Pretty lady ain't got no friend

'Til the Candyman comes 'round again


Come on boys and wager

If you have got the mind

And if you've got a dollar

So lay it on the line


Hand me my old guitar

Pass the whiskey 'round

Won't you tell everybody you meet

That the Candyman's in town


Look out, look out, the Candyman

Here he come and he's gone again

Pretty lady ain't got no friend

'Til the Candyman comes 'round again


Look out, look out, the Candyman

Here he come and he's gone again

Pretty lady ain't got no friend

'Til the Candyman comes 'round again


Look out, look out, the Candyman

Here he come and he's gone again

Pretty lady ain't got no friend

'Til the Candyman comes 'round again