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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 rubies
I'll eat it till I'm 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 rubies
I'll eat it till I'm dead
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 rubies   I'll eat it till I'm 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 rubies   I'll eat it till I'm dead