How she got lots of different horses
Liberate your sons and daughters
You can get some, when they give it
Nothing sacred, but it's a living
Either a little too high or a little too low
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
Either a little too loud or a little too close
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy
Liberate your sons and daughters
Either a little too high or a little too low
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
Either a little too loud or a little too close
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy
Liberate your sons and daughters
Either a little too high or a little too low
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
Either a little too loud or a little too close