Lyrics:
meringue and sift, Knead, flute and flour, Each Thursday for an hour. Cobblers and plum cakes, tarts savory and sweet, A candymaker's knife in my
oh, baby (baby) And I'm so lucky to have you and that's no lie, no baby Yes, you're a candymaker's dream come true And darlin', sugar has nothin' on you
Second class passenger first degree murder Silver lining traveler don't agree further Caramel candymaker always eat Werthers Get my worth up I don't
done with the candy-maker under the sun I’m hard pressed, she’s hard pressed in that cooling sugar I miss her quietly, I pop a bite just for good
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