i left home when i was only seventeen
met a guy
he and i
drove down to new orleans
he seemed to know his way around
and i thought i could last
the sweet-talkin’, oh,
c-c-c-candyman!!!
warmed his bed
kept him fed
and oh i loved him so
thought i had to cry alot
whenever he would go
i guess i was just too young
to really understand
a sweet-talkin’ ooooooh,
c-c-c-candyman!!!
(sweet talking candyman)
my sweet talkin’!
(sweet talking candyman)
i hear you talking!
he played around
and brought me down
and finally threw me out
i got burned
but i learned
what life was all about
and i often think of him
every now and then
a sweet-talkin’, ooooooh,
c-c-c-candyman!!!
(sweet talking candyman)
my sweet talkin’!
(sweet talking candyman)
i hear you talking!
(sweet talking candyman)
my sweet talkin’!
(sweet talking candyman)
i hear you talking!
(sweet talking candyman)
my sweet talkin’!
(sweet talking candyman)
i hear you talking!