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One, two, three, four. I know mother nature Has a sense of humor. I can tell When I look at you. She put it in your walk. She put it in your talk. And that freaky lookin' hand jive That you do. You ain't got nothin' cookin', man. Cause you ain't good lookin', man. You better keep on truckin', man. Cause you keep on suckin', man. Candy ass You're a candy ass You're a candy ass You run around alot. Tryin' to show what you got. It ain't much It's plain to see. SongtexteIt's alot of lies And it's full of flies. Like the stuff You tried to sell to me. You can quit your yuppin', man. Cause ain't nothin' gonna happen, man. You better keep on truckin', man. Cause you keep on suckin', man. You're a candy ass You're a candy ass You're a candy ass Aus Songtexte Mania