Songtext zu 'Candy Store' von Heathers

Are we gonna have a problem?
You got a bone to pick?
You’ve come so far
Why now are you pulling on my dick?

I’d normally slap your face off
And everyone here could watch
But I'm feeling nice
Here’s some advice
Listen up, biotch!

(I like!)
Lookin’ hot
Buying stuff they cannot

(I like!)
Drinkin’ hard
Maxin’ Dad’s credit card

(I like!)
Skippin’ gym
Scaring her, Screwing him

(I like!)
Killer clothes
Kickin’ nerds in the nose!

If you lack the balls
You can go play dolls
Let your mommy fix you a snack
(Woah!)

Or you could come smoke
Pound some rum and coke
In my Porsche with the quarterback
(Woah! Woah! Woah!)

Honey, what you waiting for?
Welcome to my candy store
It’s time for you to prove
You’re not a loser anymore
Then step into my candy store

(Guys fall)
At your feet
Pay the check
Help you cheat

(All you)
Have to do
Say goodbye to Shamu

(That freak’s)
Not your friend
I can tell in the end

(If she)
Had your shot
She would leave you to rot

‘Course if you don’t care
Fine! Go braid her hair
Maybe Sesame Street is on
(Woah!)

Or forget the creep
And get in my jeep
Let’s go tear up someone’s lawn
(Woah! Woah! Woah!)

Honey, what you waiting for?
Welcome to my candy store
You just gotta prove
You’re not a pussy anymore
Then step into my candy store

You can join the team
(Or you can bitch and moan)
You can live the dream
(Or you can die alone)

You can fly with eagles
(Or if you prefer)
Keep on testing me
(And end up like her!)

Veronica, look!
Ram invited me to his homecoming party!
This proves he’s been thinking about me
(Color me stoked!)
I'm so happy!
(Woah!)

Honey, what you waiting fo-
(Shut up Heather!)
Step into my candy store!
Time for you to prove
You’re not a lame ass anymore!
Then step into my candy store!

It’s my candy store
It’s my candy!
It’s my candy store
It’s my candy!
It’s my candy store
It's my candy store!