Candyman

I left home when I was only seventeen
Met a guy, he and I
Drove down to New Orleans
He seemed to know his way around
And I thought I could last
The sweet-talking, oh
C-c-c-candyman

Warmed his bed, kept him fed
And oh I loved him so
Thought I had to cry alot
Whenever he would go
I guess I was just too young
To really understand
A sweet-talking, ooh
C-c-c-candyman!

Sweet talking candyman
My sweet talking
Sweet talking candyman
I hear you talking!

He played around and brought me down
And finally threw me out
I got burned, but I learned
What life was all about
And I often think of him
Every now and then
A sweet-talking, ooh
C-c-c-candyman

Sweet talking candyman
My sweet talking
Sweet talking candyman
I hear you talking...