Out on the corner Like a fallen Maraschino cherry I know you're scared to eat me You got a candy-red sports car My heart is not a sports car My heart is cab Your love is a fad And you're a drag
And now I feel good, I feel like candy go out on the street I wanna make some money That was just a joke about the money you're gonna pay me with your life
You wanna have me You watch me like TV
You wanna hold me Collect me like rubies Talk about me like a movie You're so *****
And now I feel good, I feel like candy I'll get in your car, I wanna make some money That was just a joke about the money you're gonna pay me with your life