Candy Robbie Williams

A

I was there to witness
Candice's inner princess
      F#m
She wants the boys to notice
      D
Her rainbows, and her ponies
A
She was educated
But could not count to ten
                   F#m
How she got lots of different horses

    D
By lots of different men
And I say
A
Liberate your sons and daughters
F#m
The bush is high
                D
But in the hole there's water
A
You can get some, when they give it
F#m                         D
Nothing sacred, but it's a living
A
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high or a little too low
     F#m
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
                 D
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
A
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
               F#m
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
              D
And she thinks she's made of candy
A
Ring a ring of roses
Whoever gets the closest
     F#m
She comes and she goes
         D
As the war of the roses
A
Mother was a victim
Father beat the system
    F#m
By moving bricks to Brixton
       D
And learning how to fix them
A
Liberate your sons and daughters
    F#m
The bush is high
               D
But in the hole there's water
A
As you win
She'll be the hollywood love
      F#m
And if it don't feel good
                    D
What are you doing this for
Now tell me
A
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high or a little too low
     F#m
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
                 D
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
A
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
               F#m
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
              D
And she thinks she's made of candy
A
Liberate your sons and daughters
     D
The bush is high
               F#m
But in the hole there's water
A
As you win
She'll be the hollywood love
                 F#m
And if you don't feel good
                    D
What are you doing this for
                      D
What are you doing this for
                     D
What are you doing this for
A
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high or a little too low
     F#m
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
                 D
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
A
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
               F#m
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
              D
And she thinks she's made of candy