Lyrics:
Don't stand close to the candy man
He'll leave a big candy stick in your hand
He sold some candy to sister Bad
The very next day she took all he had
Got me the strangest woman
Believe me this trick's no cinch
But I really get her going
When I whip out my big ten inch
Record of a band that
Got me the strangest woman
Believe me this trick's no cinch
But I really get her going
When I whip out my big 10 inch
Record of a band that
Don't go down to the quarry in the middle of the night
You'll never come back, you'll never be right
We lost Maggie there just last spring
And Big
(Suitcase in my hand)
No, shit, what's this
(Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest)
Fucking faggot Johnson
(Jack, sweet Jane, I'm in a rock'n'roll
I remember walkin' 'round the court square sidewalks
Lookin' in windows at things I couldn't want
There's Johnson's hardware and Morgan's jewelry
Got me the strangest woman
Believe me this trick's no cinch
But I really get her going
When I whip out my big ten inch
Record of a band that
wifey on my lap like Outkast, tragic
Magic
Magic, alakazam
Magic
Magic, well I, alakazam
[Verse:]
32 ounces on me like I'm Magic
Magic Johnson 3, I ain't
Got me the strangest woman
Believe me this trick's no cinch
But I really get her going
When I whip out my big 10 inch
Record of a band that
Oh la la la, oh la la la, oh la la
We dance away, 'cause the Johnson's coming
And I don't know of anyone who
Dances like you do
It's terrible,
long
He sells as fast a hog can chew his corn
It's the candy man
All heard what sister Johnson said
She always takes a candy stick to bed
Don't stand
a broken heart
But a love that's warmed over soon grows cold
Big diamonds, big blue diamonds
I don't want them, no
Oh for a love behind a little band
jobs to give you here
So we are sending you to Vietnam
Lyndon Johnson told the nation
Have no fear of escalation
I am trying everyone to please
Big diamonds, big blue diamonds, on her finger
(On her finger)
Yes, 'stead of a little band of gold
(Big blue diamond)
Big diamonds (big blue
coolers in the back, tailgates down
There's a big fire burning but don't be alarmed
It's just country boys and girls gettin' down on the farm
Ed's been
the bands, run the bands
Run the bands, run the bands, hey
Run the bands, run the bands
Run the bands, run the bands, hey (I need my M's)
I don't have
your engines, let 'em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
James Dean in that mercury '49
Junior Johnson runnin' through the woods
coolers in the back, tailgates down
There's a big fire burning but don't be alarmed
It's just country boys and girls gettin' down on the farm
Ed's been
We like a great big Johnson
We like a great big Johnson
We like a great big Johnson
Big momma please don't give me drama 'bout my love hummer
If
Don't stand close to the candy man
He'll leave a big candy stick in your hand
He sold some candy to sister Bad
The very next day she took all he had
long
He sells as fast a hog can chew his corn
It's the candy man
All heard what sister Johnson said
She always takes a candy stick to bed
Don't stand
a lot
My daddy wasn't one that tried to make no big impressions
Just one heck of a man that worked for what he got
They don't make men like my daddy
The band’s on the back porch
Just picking Johnson’s reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Ayy, big bands on me, drumline (big bands)
I just let the money talk, don't need no punchline
I like the sunshine so I said, "Fuck the roof" (what is
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