Robbie Williams – Letras de Candy
I was there to witness
 Candice's inner business
 She wants the boys to notice
 Her rainbows, and her ponies
 She was educated but could not count to ten
 Now she got lots of different horses
 By lots of different men
 And I say
 Liberate your sons and daughters
 The bush is high but in the hole is water
 You can get some, when they give it
 Nothing sacred, but it's a living
 Hey, ho, here she goes
 Either a little too high or a little too low
 Low self-esteem and vertigo
 'Cause she thinks she's made of candy
 Hey, ho, here she goes
 Either a little too loud or a little too close
 Got a hurricane at the back of her throat
 She thinks she's made of candy
 Ring a ring of roses
 Whoever gets the closest
 She comes and she goes
 As the war of the roses
 Mother was a victim
 Father beat the system
 By moving bricks to Brixton
 And learning how to fix them
 Liberate your sons and daughters
 The bush is high but in the hole there's water
 As you will she'll be the whole of the law
 And if it don't feel good
 What are you doing it for
 Now tell me
 Hey, ho, here she goes
 Either a little too high or a little too low
 Low self-esteem and vertigo
 'Cause she thinks she's made of candy
 Hey, ho, here she goes
 Either a little too loud or a little too close
 Got a hurricane in the back of her throat
 She thinks she's made of candy
 Liberate your sons and daughters
 The bush is high but in the hole there's water
 As you will she'll be the whole of the law
 And if you don't feel good
 What are you doing it for?
 What are you doing it for?
 What are you doing it for?
 What are you doing it for?
 What are you doing it for?
 What are you doing it for?
 What are you doing it for?
 What are you doing it for?
 What are you doing it for?
 Hey, ho, here she goes
 Either a little too high or a little too low
 Low self-esteem and vertigo
 'Cause she thinks she's made of candy
 Hey, ho, here she goes
 Either a little too loud or a little too close
 Got a hurricane in the back of her throat
 She thinks she's made of candy
 Hey, ho, here she goes
 Either a little too high or a little too low
 Low self-esteem and vertigo
 'Cause she thinks she's made of candy
 Hey, ho, here she goes
 Either a little too loud or a little too close
 Got a hurricane in the back of her throat
 She thinks she's made of candy

