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-talkin', 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-talkin' ooooooh,
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-talkin', ooooooh,
C-c-c-candyman
Sweet talking candyman
My sweet talking
Sweet talking candyman
I hear you talking...
