| Song | Candygram |
| Artist | Leo Sayer |
| Album | Voice in My Head |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sayer | |
| Candy took a walk | |
| Deep into Manhattan | |
| Sold her soul to the devil there | |
| Now she can't get it back – no she can't get it back | |
| She's waiting in a phone booth | |
| For a man to come save her | |
| But he's taken every dollar that she made | |
| And she can't get it back – no she can't get it back | |
| Jesus is in heaven and Mary's in the stable | |
| But Candy's got nowhere to go to sleep | |
| Her poppa's in the graveyard and her momma's back in Kansas | |
| Praying to the angels of the weak | |
| For Candy's soul to keep | |
| Candy was a boy | |
| Who never played no ball games | |
| Missed out on every ride at the fair | |
| Now she can't get it back – no she can't get it back | |
| Candy feels the breeze | |
| And heads out on the highway | |
| No one's gonna miss her when she's gone | |
| No they won't have her back – no they won't get her back | |
| Jesus is in heaven and Judas's in jailhouse | |
| Chasing our poor Candy round the cell | |
| Where are all the saints and where are all the angels | |
| Why is every day a living hell – a living hell | |
| Now Candy wants to die but can't afford the burial | |
| Mama doesn't want her and won't pay | |
| No she won't take her back – no she won't take her back | |
| So Candy has a plan | |
| She'll ride out on the beltway | |
| Take the road until she dissapears | |
| And they won't get her back – no they won't get her back | |
| She can't get it back – no she won't get it back | |
| Can't get it – don't get it | |
| Can't get it – won't get it |
| Sayer | |
| Candy took a walk | |
| Deep into Manhattan | |
| Sold her soul to the devil there | |
| Now she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
| She' s waiting in a phone booth | |
| For a man to come save her | |
| But he' s taken every dollar that she made | |
| And she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
| Jesus is in heaven and Mary' s in the stable | |
| But Candy' s got nowhere to go to sleep | |
| Her poppa' s in the graveyard and her momma' s back in Kansas | |
| Praying to the angels of the weak | |
| For Candy' s soul to keep | |
| Candy was a boy | |
| Who never played no ball games | |
| Missed out on every ride at the fair | |
| Now she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
| Candy feels the breeze | |
| And heads out on the highway | |
| No one' s gonna miss her when she' s gone | |
| No they won' t have her back no they won' t get her back | |
| Jesus is in heaven and Judas' s in jailhouse | |
| Chasing our poor Candy round the cell | |
| Where are all the saints and where are all the angels | |
| Why is every day a living hell a living hell | |
| Now Candy wants to die but can' t afford the burial | |
| Mama doesn' t want her and won' t pay | |
| No she won' t take her back no she won' t take her back | |
| So Candy has a plan | |
| She' ll ride out on the beltway | |
| Take the road until she dissapears | |
| And they won' t get her back no they won' t get her back | |
| She can' t get it back no she won' t get it back | |
| Can' t get it don' t get it | |
| Can' t get it won' t get it |
| Sayer | |
| Candy took a walk | |
| Deep into Manhattan | |
| Sold her soul to the devil there | |
| Now she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
| She' s waiting in a phone booth | |
| For a man to come save her | |
| But he' s taken every dollar that she made | |
| And she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
| Jesus is in heaven and Mary' s in the stable | |
| But Candy' s got nowhere to go to sleep | |
| Her poppa' s in the graveyard and her momma' s back in Kansas | |
| Praying to the angels of the weak | |
| For Candy' s soul to keep | |
| Candy was a boy | |
| Who never played no ball games | |
| Missed out on every ride at the fair | |
| Now she can' t get it back no she can' t get it back | |
| Candy feels the breeze | |
| And heads out on the highway | |
| No one' s gonna miss her when she' s gone | |
| No they won' t have her back no they won' t get her back | |
| Jesus is in heaven and Judas' s in jailhouse | |
| Chasing our poor Candy round the cell | |
| Where are all the saints and where are all the angels | |
| Why is every day a living hell a living hell | |
| Now Candy wants to die but can' t afford the burial | |
| Mama doesn' t want her and won' t pay | |
| No she won' t take her back no she won' t take her back | |
| So Candy has a plan | |
| She' ll ride out on the beltway | |
| Take the road until she dissapears | |
| And they won' t get her back no they won' t get her back | |
| She can' t get it back no she won' t get it back | |
| Can' t get it don' t get it | |
| Can' t get it won' t get it |