| I was there to witness candice is in her business
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| She wants the boys to notice her rainbows, and her ponies
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| She was educated but could not count to ten
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| How she got lots of different horses by lots of different men
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| And I say
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| Liberate your sons and daughters
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| The bush is high but in the hole there’s water
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| You can get some, when they give it
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| Nothing’s sacred, but it's a living
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| Hey ho here she goes
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| Either a little too high or a little too low
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| Got no self-esteem and vertigo
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| Cause she thinks she’s made of candy
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| Hey ho here she goes
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| Either a little too loud or a little too close
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| There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
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| And she thinks she’s made of candy
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| Ring a ring of roses whoever gets the closest
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| She comes and she goes as the war of the roses
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| Mother was a victim father beat the system
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| By moving bricks to Brixton and learning how to fix them
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| Liberate your sons and daughters
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| The bush is high but in the hole there’s water
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| As you win she’ll be the hole of her love
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| And if it don’t feel good what are you doing this for?
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| Now tell me
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| Hey ho here she goes
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| Either a little too high or a little too low
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| Got no self-esteem and vertigo
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| Cause she thinks she’s made of candy
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| Hey ho here she goes
|
| Either a little too loud or a little too close
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| There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
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| And she thinks she’s made of candy
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| Liberate your sons and daughters
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| The bush is high but in the hole there’s water
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| As you win she’ll be the hole of her love
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| And if it don’t feel good what are you doing this for?
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| What are you doing this for? |
| What are you doing this for?
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| What are you doing this for?
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| Hey ho here she goes
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| Either a little too high or a little too low
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| Got no self-esteem and vertigo
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| Cause she thinks she’s made of candy
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| Hey ho here she goes
|
| Either a little too loud or a little too close
|
| There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
|
| And she thinks she’s made of candy
|
| Hey ho here she goes
|
| Either a little too high or a little too low
|
| Got no self-esteem and vertigo
|
| Cause she thinks she’s made of candy
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| Hey ho here she goes
|
| Either a little too loud or a little too close
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| There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
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| And she thinks she’s made of candy |