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Come on all you pretty women |
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With your hair a hanging down |
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Open up your windows |
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Cause the Candy man's in town |
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Come on boys and gamble |
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Roll those laughing bones |
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Seven come eleven |
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Boys I'll take your money home |
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Look out, look out the Candy man |
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Here he comes and he's gone again |
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Pretty lady ain't got no friend till |
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The Candy man comes around again |
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I come from Memphis |
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Where I learned to talk the jive |
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When I get back to Memphis |
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Be one less man alive |
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Good morning Mr. Benson |
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I see you're doing well |
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If I had me a shotgun |
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I'd blow you straight to hell |
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Look out, look out the Candy man |
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Here he comes and he's gone again |
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Pretty lady ain't got no friend till |
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The Candy man comes around again |
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Come on boys and wager |
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If you have got the mind |
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If you've got a dollar |
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Boys lay it on the line |
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Hand me my old guitar |
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Pass the whiskey round |
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Won't you tell everybody you meet |
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That the Candy man's in town |
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Look out, look out the Candy man |
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Here he comes and he's gone again |
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Pretty lady ain't got no friend till |
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The Candy man comes around again |
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Look out, look out the Candy man |
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Here he comes and he's gone again |
