歌曲 | Candygram |
歌手 | Leo Sayer |
专辑 | Voice in My Head |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Sayer | |
Candy took a walk | |
Deep into Manhattan | |
Sold her soul to the devil there | |
Now she can't get it back – no she can't get it back | |
She's waiting in a phone booth | |
For a man to come save her | |
But he's taken every dollar that she made | |
And she can't get it back – no she can't get it back | |
Jesus is in heaven and Mary's in the stable | |
But Candy's got nowhere to go to sleep | |
Her poppa's in the graveyard and her momma's back in Kansas | |
Praying to the angels of the weak | |
For Candy's soul to keep | |
Candy was a boy | |
Who never played no ball games | |
Missed out on every ride at the fair | |
Now she can't get it back – no she can't get it back | |
Candy feels the breeze | |
And heads out on the highway | |
No one's gonna miss her when she's gone | |
No they won't have her back – no they won't get her back | |
Jesus is in heaven and Judas's in jailhouse | |
Chasing our poor Candy round the cell | |
Where are all the saints and where are all the angels | |
Why is every day a living hell – a living hell | |
Now Candy wants to die but can't afford the burial | |
Mama doesn't want her and won't pay | |
No she won't take her back – no she won't take her back | |
So Candy has a plan | |
She'll ride out on the beltway | |
Take the road until she dissapears | |
And they won't get her back – no they won't get her back | |
She can't get it back – no she won't get it back | |
Can't get it – don't get it | |
Can't get it – won't get it |
Sayer | |
Candy took a walk | |
Deep into Manhattan | |
Sold her soul to the devil there | |
Now she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
She' s waiting in a phone booth | |
For a man to come save her | |
But he' s taken every dollar that she made | |
And she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
Jesus is in heaven and Mary' s in the stable | |
But Candy' s got nowhere to go to sleep | |
Her poppa' s in the graveyard and her momma' s back in Kansas | |
Praying to the angels of the weak | |
For Candy' s soul to keep | |
Candy was a boy | |
Who never played no ball games | |
Missed out on every ride at the fair | |
Now she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
Candy feels the breeze | |
And heads out on the highway | |
No one' s gonna miss her when she' s gone | |
No they won' t have her back no they won' t get her back | |
Jesus is in heaven and Judas' s in jailhouse | |
Chasing our poor Candy round the cell | |
Where are all the saints and where are all the angels | |
Why is every day a living hell a living hell | |
Now Candy wants to die but can' t afford the burial | |
Mama doesn' t want her and won' t pay | |
No she won' t take her back no she won' t take her back | |
So Candy has a plan | |
She' ll ride out on the beltway | |
Take the road until she dissapears | |
And they won' t get her back no they won' t get her back | |
She can' t get it back no she won' t get it back | |
Can' t get it don' t get it | |
Can' t get it won' t get it |
Sayer | |
Candy took a walk | |
Deep into Manhattan | |
Sold her soul to the devil there | |
Now she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
She' s waiting in a phone booth | |
For a man to come save her | |
But he' s taken every dollar that she made | |
And she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
Jesus is in heaven and Mary' s in the stable | |
But Candy' s got nowhere to go to sleep | |
Her poppa' s in the graveyard and her momma' s back in Kansas | |
Praying to the angels of the weak | |
For Candy' s soul to keep | |
Candy was a boy | |
Who never played no ball games | |
Missed out on every ride at the fair | |
Now she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
Candy feels the breeze | |
And heads out on the highway | |
No one' s gonna miss her when she' s gone | |
No they won' t have her back no they won' t get her back | |
Jesus is in heaven and Judas' s in jailhouse | |
Chasing our poor Candy round the cell | |
Where are all the saints and where are all the angels | |
Why is every day a living hell a living hell | |
Now Candy wants to die but can' t afford the burial | |
Mama doesn' t want her and won' t pay | |
No she won' t take her back no she won' t take her back | |
So Candy has a plan | |
She' ll ride out on the beltway | |
Take the road until she dissapears | |
And they won' t get her back no they won' t get her back | |
She can' t get it back no she won' t get it back | |
Can' t get it don' t get it | |
Can' t get it won' t get it |