Hey little champagne

Tell me your story

Let me bum a smoke and we can chat a while

I wanna see you talk straight

So let me hear your story

Before you get off and make your chance

See lately I've found

That there's hell going 'round

And honey you've given one big chase to my strength

Talking 'bout a woman who's lost a lot of days in this life

Talking 'bout a woman who just can't say no

She needs another lover like she needs another dose in her blood

Talking 'bout a woman whose name is Candy

She's so fine

She's waiting on a backstreet line

Like a lost angel not long for this world

Don't usually get emotional

Don't usually show my veins

Only when I sing or when I'm making tracks

Sweating's just a mean way to show me where I am

And to tell me where I need to be

And to those eyes if she wore her disguise

I'd see through it and say come in from the rain girl

The rain girl

Talking 'bout a woman she loves me like a dog loves a bone

Talking 'bout a woman I just can't let go

I need her as my lover like I need another hole in my head

I'm talking 'bout a woman I know

Candy

She's so fine

But she's shaking on that backstreet line

Like a loose cannon ashamed to explode

When will I learn to let you go?

You're my Candy

You're my lost angel not long for this world