Did I tell you I've got tiny little fingers I've got bones where the ring goes They go like a plant grows They go slowly They go over your new clothes They go over your money They go over your head, man The only good man is a dead man
I like pretty baby candy It goes right to my head It makes my lips as red as rubbies I'll eat it till im dead
Did I tell you that you can't get to heaven In high-heeled shoes? You're such a loose little belle You're a fallen angel You go down into the big pit It is deeper than a tar pit Your lips are redder than lucifer Your hair is up in curlers
I like pretty baby candy 'Cause It goes right to my head It makes my lips as red as rubbies I'll eat it till im deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
