Are you the tornado in my sails Are you Jesus without the nails Are you the bury met without the rails Are you Paris without snails
Of course you're not But you're all I've got And that's fine & dandy When you lick my candy girl (And I don't mean that rude) When you lick my candy, candy, candy girl
Are you Disneyland without whales Are you a farmer without bales Are you the red lion without ales Are you the lakes without the dales
Naturally you're not But you're all I've got And that's fine & dandy When lick my candy girl (And I don't mean that rude) When you lick my candy, candy, candy girl
Are you Ra without Dion Are you the words in the sky without neon Are you indigenous or did you disappear Are you the lime in my bottleneck of beer
Of course you're not But you're all I've got And that's fine & dandy When you lick my candy girl (And I don't mean that rude) When you lick my candy, candy, candy girlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.